Every Night Of The Year

Every night of the year

The dancer confronts her fear

'Bout her image and her worth

Or whether she's doomed or cursed

To be insecure for the rest of her days

And as she climbs upon a stage

She glances at the perverts who pay her wage

She says, "Life is suffering, oh, yes, I know

But could you let me go?"

Uh, 'cause I'm the one you're gonna miss

I'm the one that you'll hold dear

About me, they'll reminisce

Every night of the year

Every night of the year

The writer confronts his fear

Has he done all he could

And will he be understood?

Or will his work be a dime-store luxury?

And as he sits at his desk

He starts to burn up all his texts

He says, "Pain is pleasure, or so they say

But me, I gotta find my own way"

'Cause I'm the one you're gonna miss

I'm the one that you'll hold dear

About me, they'll reminisce

Every night of the year

Every night of the year

The actress confronts her fear

Little one steps on the stage

She thinks, "What am I doing here?"

And as she takes her marks wondering, "Is this a phase?"

And is this all a gift?

Or is she missin' all of it?

But if she sees her mom smile

Then it really drives her wild

'Cause her acceptance and approval's worth her while

When there's nowhere to run and hide

It's just me and you behind the mirror

She keeps screamin' inside

Every night of the year