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