Standard (EADGBE)

I stand on this stage, one empty page

Nothing to tell, so little to sell

 Won’t you come on in my old friends and sit down

 I’m just what you see, there’s nothing to me

 A piece of the end that never has been

 Won’t you come on in my old friends and sit down

Chorus

 Can’t you tell by my clothes I never made it

 Can’t you hear that my songs just won’t sing

 Can’t you see in my eyes that I hate it

 Wasting twenty four years on a dream

Thanks for coming by to sit and watch me die

God knows friends i might there’s three more shoulders tonight

Won’t you come on in my old friends and sit down

Chorus

Thanks for coming by...