After Hours

No one ever knows where people come and people go
No one ever sees where mortals find their masteries
No one understands why we can't fulfill our own demands
But we do it from the script, even when we don't know why

When the keys are turned
And the car is cold
That's when our life really takes place
Everyone's fighting their own demons
So don't forget
Don't forget what happens
After hours

None of us agree, that overthinking ever was a good thing
But maybe I don't care, cause what's gone is good and what's good is fair
I think we're all to blame, we got the same old tricks to the same old game
But life's not about winning, it's about lighting a fire and yelling out your name

When you need a sign, of something going your way
Just remember it's not an "if" it's a "when"
There is no finish line, only in your head
So don't forget what happens, after hours

And when the lights go out
We see that true talent show
Because spurious people are all wax, and no wick
And when that imposter breaks, I can't wait to see that glow
And you will
And don't forget about that what happens after hours
Don't forget that