B
What's the point of fame if it's been abused?
A
What's a kid like me even got to lose?
D
Here I am on your bed again.
D
It's too big for the room it's in.
B
Watch your face and laugh just a little bit,
A
everybody knows that you're good at it,
D
but nothin' hurts like an answered phone,
D
drinkin' some, wakin' up alone.
B
Maybe if I try just a little more,
A
I can take myself from this dirty floor
D
and walk through buildings of elegance
D
just like you are intelligent.
B
But still I fall from grace with this microphone.
A
How'd you find yourself if you never roam?
D
Certainly, I'm indebted baby.
D
Certainly, certainly, yeah.
B A D
I know my place but it don't know me.
B A D
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I know my place but it don't know me.
B
No one wants to hear that you're breakin' up.
A
It wasn't long ago we said, "Start me up."
D
Now all your dreamin' will have to wait.
D
While you discern, you'll anticipate.
B
Play your 45 records late at night,
A
open all the windows, turn out the light.
D
Mysterious creatures will fill the room;
D
a midnight show just put on for you.
B
But still I fall from grace with this microphone
A
How'd you find yourself if you never roam?
D
Certainly, I'm indebted baby.
D
Certainly, certainly, yeah.
B A D
I know my place but it don't know me.
B A D
I know my place but it don't know me.
A
Cold fame in my brain, but
G
it's okay 'cause I know it's the best for me.
