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