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