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+ (F4)- (F2)tab by BadAssChick @ultimate-guitar.com
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Dm A# F C
Dm A# F C
Dm A#
There is an empty space in the chair tonight
F C
Cause he don't feel right
Dm A#
There are stormclouds brewing at the back of his mind
F C
As he steps outside
Dm
He will be twenty in a week
A#
But he's old for his years
F
He's had many of those
C
To confront his own fears
Dm A#
But his father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be
A
And his mother isn't growing old gracefully
A# Dm C
He says times like these I don't want to be a Superstar
A# Dm C
Cause reality tv killed them all in america
A# Dm C
Oh the sun always shines in a magazine
A# Dm C A
Tonight can we be free to be who we really are
Dm A# F C
Dm A#
There is an empty space between the lines tonight
F C
And it burns so bright
Dm A#
And the angry silence that he throws on the floor
F C
Says he don't care anymore
Dm
He had money for the truth
A#
But love's a lot more
F C
And the answer's is not the one he was looking for
Dm A#
His father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be
A
And his mother is his mother reluctantly
A# Dm C
He says times like these I don't want to be a Superstar
A# Dm C
Cause reality tv killed them all in america
A# Dm C
Oh the sun always shines in a magazine
A# Dm C A
Tonight can we be free to be who we really are
A# Dm C
He says times like these I don't want to be a Superstar
A# Dm C
Cause reality tv killed them all in america
A# Dm C
Oh the sun always shines in a magazine
A# Dm C
Tonight can we be free to be who we really are
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