Going out to the late show
With my conscience burning on
With my conscience burning on
Creeping like a shadow

With my conscience burning on
With my conscience burning on
There'll be a sting in the morning
I gotta rub some cold cream on
I gotta rub some cold cream on

Was a loyal soldier
Until I saw your midnight post
Until I saw your midnight post
Maybe love's just getting older

There's nothing holy about your ghost
There's nothing about your ghost
Both just hesitated
Both just getting lost
Both just getting lost

Circle of the unsaid
Dragon of deceit
A blower and a twister
Stinking dumpster on the street

A fire breathing master
A barely dressed trapeze
But there's nothing we can do
Girl just let's see it through
Burn it on

Each night I see a demon
Living in my heart made bed
Living in my heart made bed
My thoughts I always see things

Like my blood it's always red
Like my blood it's always red
Some pain it's like the Sun
So strong burning on
Still burning on