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