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 Chorus: A# F 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 There is an empty space between the lines tonight And it burns so bright And the angry silence that he throws on the floor Says he don't care anymore He had money for the truth But love's a lot more And the answer's is not the one he was looking for His father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be And his mother is his mother reluctantly Chorus - x3 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A# C Dm F |