when all the lights go out

you've been down for too long it's not right it's just wrong

but it's true most unfortunately

you're a heartbreak collector and pyscho inspector

you're the answer that nobody needs

when you check out you can leave in no doubt

you failed where all the others suceed

and yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems

and though everyone tries

no one knows what it means

tell me

where do you go?

where do you go

my honey?

when you hear that shout

when all the lights go out

well you don't speculate there's no reason to wait

when you carry yourself like you do

and there's no need for laughter you feel after

you've overthought the rest of it through

and how do you sleep when the company you keep

comes up for air faster than you

there's no reason to live when the answer you give

are so believable they might just be true

and yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems

and though everyone tries

no one knows what it means

tell me

where do you go?

where do you go

my honey?

when you hear that shout

when all the lights go out