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Dashboard Confessional - Where There's Gold.. Dashboard Confessional - Where There's Gold.. |
| Step on the stage
the lights, the praise,
the curtain calls and the big parade
You know that life all too well
Promise the pain, the valor, the rage
Hold up your hands for the bow and the wave
You know his touch a little too well
You throw yourself into their arms
Mistresses have all the fun
But no one's ever there to take you home
Box up your gloves and your down coats
Bound for the sun and the west coast
Where upper crust tragedy is abound
A tip for the girl at the coat check
The guy at the door and the bar back
They know your face oh so well
But movies never made you famous
All your dreams got lost or traded
And all you ever cared about got lost
You were surely still an actress older men would find attractive
And all you ever dreamed of was the cost
Where there's gold there's a gold digger [x6]
You throw yourself into their arms
Mistresses have all the fun
But no one's ever there to take you home |
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