A G#m A G#m F#m G#m [Verse]A G#m Standing on the station looking down the lineF#m A There's only one train every forty-five minutesG#m And you're the only one thereF#m Except the man who sells the ticketsD He can hardly speak EnglishE And you stand on your ownA You wish you were homeG#m But you don't really careD And you knowE Nothing ever happensA Nothing ever changesG#m And nothing goes rightF#m Can't stand to be alone on a Saturday nightA And you knowG#m It's a cold hard feelingF#m And you spent all your moneyD And have nothing to showE And you wish you were homeA G#m But the meter keeps runningD And you knowE A Nothing ever happens here
Nothing Ever Happens
Even As We Speak
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