This drama has been going on for weeks,
And the doctors have got all the best seats
To watch it all unfold,
So we do directly what we're told.

But there are no prizes and there are no awards
'Cause we're behind a hospital ward's closed doors.
And with the curtain creeping closed on my shining star
I wish I wasn't so sure
There will not be an encore.

Us actors, playing the roles of our lives,
Praying to be fed our lines,
About the things we silently feel
Yet can't script ourselves without it sounding much too real.

But there are no prizes and there are no awards
'Cause we're behind a hospital ward's closed doors.
And now the spotlight's getting dimmer on my leading girl
I wish I wasn't so sure
There will not be an encore.

I'll find the writer of this story
And beg for the ending to be changed.

Because it's getting so close but I'm still so sorry,
I'm not ready to go alone on this grandest stage.

And there are no prizes and there are no awards
'Cause we're behind a hospital ward's closed doors.
And there's no flowers flooding in from the crowd,
There's no cries from the dark, not a single sound
And I wish to God I wasn't so sure

There will not be an encore.