Walked off the stage with a gleam in my eye Time to go backstage and have a good time For the one millionth time We popped a cap of wine Drank while the others whined About how we wouldn't give them a dime Stay out of our way We got show business all day everyday Hopped on the bus and grabbed another wine The girls from backstage came Just another night of a good time The girls were just the same The same as they were last night Give us some space, we're getting wasted tonight The neon lights and elegant dance lights Shined through the bus windows We're cramped in here, stepping on each other's toes She asked me if I could give her a good time, I said I might You can guess what happened that night Oh, even with all the girls, the fame, and the booze I still feel empty inside I have no place to call home No one to call my own I'll just numb the pain with booze and girls Bustling lights and club nights Playing shows numbs all the pain away But only temporarily