D#m F# Cb
Under some dirty words on a dirty wall,
C# F# Cb
you can take out by myself.
G#m C# G#m C#
I played the shows, got back in the van
Cb Cb
and put the walkman on, and you were playing.
D#m F# Cb
Some other died 1,000 miles away,
C# F# Cb
I've played 1,000 times before,
G#m C# G#m C#
like pathetic stars, the truck stops, and the rock club
Cb Cb
walls I always knew. You saw them too...
F#
But you never will again
C# Cb F#
It's too late. Ahh, don't you know
C# Cb
It's been too late, for a long time.
That's basicly it. Good song. FRANK MINELLA.