Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are living for? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind the curtain, in the pantomime Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore? The show must go on The show must go on, yeah Oh, inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die I can fly high my friends Show must go on, oh Show must go on, yeah Oh, I'll top the bill, I have to kill I have to find the will to carry on (On with the show, on with the show) With the show