When the last strip of light is dimming
When the spotlight starts to fade
If there's no tomorrow
You better live
All of the roles that we played
Hit your mark, push the walls, stretch the stage
Oh, what a price that we paid
My dearest nightmare, my conscience, the end
Bridge: (Octave up, at least vocally if not on guitar)
Unbelievable masquerade
Never revealing your truth
Deeper inside that mask you made
Losing the face of you
(Return to normal octave)
Tell me what do you see in the last script
Yeah it's a trip, what's it all for?
If we are truly dancing our swan song, darling
Shake it like never before
All of the roles that we played
Hit your mark, push the walls, stretch the stage
Oh, what a price that we paid
My dearest nightmare, my conscience, the end
Dm * Bb *
My dearest nightmare, my conscience, the end.