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