Tom: F Intro 2x: Dm Bb F C Riff: E|---------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------| D|---------5-5\3-3/5-5\3-3/5-5\3-------3/5-5/3-3/5-5/3-3/5-| A|----8\3-------------------------8/3----------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------| Dm Bb There is an empty space in the chair tonight F C Cause he don't feel right Dm Bb There are storm clouds brewing at the back of his mind F C As he steps outside Dm He will be twenty in a week Bb But he's old for his years F He's had many of those C To confront his own fears Dm Bb ´Cause his father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be A And his mother isn't growing old grace fully Refrão: Bb F C He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar Bb Dm C Cause reality tv killed them all in America Bb Dm C Oh the sun always shines in a magazine Bb Dm C A Tonight can we be free to be who we really are ( Dm Bb F C ) Dm Bb There is an empty space between the lines tonight F C And it burns so bright Dm Bb 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 Bb But love's a lot more F C And the answer's is not the one he was looking for Dm Bb His father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be A And his mother is his mother reluctantly Bb F C He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar Bb Dm C Cause reality tv killed them all in America Bb Dm C Oh the sun always shines in a magazine Bb Dm C A Tonight can we be free to be who we really are Solo: Bb C C# F C Bb C C# Bb F C He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar Bb Dm C Cause reality tv killed them all in America Bb Dm C Oh the sun always shines in a magazine Bb Dm C A Tonight can we be free to be who we really are Bb F C He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar Bb Dm C Cause reality tv killed them all in America Bb Dm C Oh the sun always shines in a magazine Bb Dm C Tonight can we be free to be who we really are