When the lights go down
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He'll be filling a pan with the broom in his hand
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In some dive across town
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He'll be wiping the bar and mopping the floor
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Countin?his tips and locking the doors
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Wrestling the devil that tells him to pour another round
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When the lights go down
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She'll be callin?her friends from her Mercedes Benz
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But it's too late now
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They were there for the fame, the flash, and the thrill
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The drop of the name, the parties, the pills
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As another star falls from the Hollywood hills without a sound
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When the lights go down
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And there's nothing left to be
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When the lights go down
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And the truth is all you see
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When you feel that hole inside your soul
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You wonder what you're made of
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well, we all find out
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When the lights go down
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When the lights go down
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At the end of the day when this game that I play
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has gone another round
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As I lay there alone in this big empty bed
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With nothing but thoughts of you in my head
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I think of the things that I wish I had said.
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When you were still around.
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When the lights go down, yeah
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And there's nothing left to be
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When the lights go down
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And the truth is all you see
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And I wonder if all my life's about the sum
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Of all my fears and all my doubts
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Yeah, when the lights go down.
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When the lights go down, ooh
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And there's nothing left to be
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When the light go down, yeah
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And the truth is all you see
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When you feel that hole inside your soul
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You wonder what you're made of
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Well we all find out
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When the lights go down
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Ooh, when the lights go down.
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When The Lights Go Down
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Faith Hill |