If you can lose it all then welcome to Broadway. Silicone dreams and your name on the marque. And I can hold it up, but I hold it up hardly. It's hotter here in hell but it's getting real dark, see. So all you sick and the bitterness of the lonely. To all you overdosed and you miles of coke fiends. And every step, another step you're walking on my dreams. Every breath, another breath, you're breathing when I breathe.