Bring You Down
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I Can't Get Used To Thinking,
Love is Such a Curious Thing.
It's Tough and it's Cold,
It's The Fools and The Folds.
I Don't Speak Your Language,
No I Don't Get The First Thing You Mean.
If I Thought You'd Get Hurt
By The Things That I Wrote.
Well It's Tough and It's Cold,
It's The Fool's Hand That Folds.
I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It.
I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It Sound
I Don't Mind Pretending
Pretending Every Day Of The Year
It's Tough and It's Cold,
It's The Fools and The Folds.
Guided By The Feeling
I Turned On A Smile In My Head
If I Thought You'd Get Hurt
By The Things That I Wrote.
Well It's Tough and It's Cold,
It's The Fool's Hand That Folds.
I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It.
I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It Sound
Slippin' Up On Fridays
Fifteen Years In My Day
I'm Hopelessly Devoted
And I'm Voting For The Hopeless Tonight
I See The Friday Night Lights
It's Getting Close To Midnight
I Try To Roll a Cigarette
This Debris Is The Best That I Can Get
I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down,
Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You Down.
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Readable chord sheet for Bring You Down by Attic Lights
[E] [C#m] [F#m] [Abm] [E] I Ca[E]n't Get Used To Thinking, [C#m]Love is Such a Curious Thing. It's T[F#m]ough and it's C[Abm]old, It's The F[E]ools and The F[Abm]olds. [E]I Don't Speak Your Language, No [C#m]I Don't Get The First Thing You Mean. If I Th[F#m]ought You'd Get H[Abm]urt By The Th[E]ings That I W[Abm]rote. Well It's To[E]ugh and It's C[F#m]old, It's The F[Abm]ool's Hand That Folds. [E]I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Br[A]ing You D[C#m]own, Can't Tell You 'Cos[Abm] I Don't Wanna B[B]ring You D[A]own, It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It. [E]I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Br[A]ing You D[C#m]own, Can't Tell You 'Cos[Abm] I Don't Wanna B[B]ring You D[A]own, It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It So[E]und [E]I Don't Mind Pretending Pret[C#m]ending Every Day Of The Year It's T[F#m]ough and It's C[Abm]old, It's The Fo[E]ols and The Fo[Abm]lds. [E]Guided By The Feeling I T[C#m]urned On A Smile In My Head If I Th[F#m]ought You'd Get H[Abm]urt By The Th[E]ings That I W[Abm]rote. Well It's To[E]ugh and It's C[F#m]old, It's The F[Abm]ool's Hand That Folds. [E]I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Br[A]ing You D[C#m]own, Can't Tell You 'Cos[Abm] I Don't Wanna B[B]ring You D[A]own, It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It. [E]I Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Br[A]ing You D[C#m]own, Can't Tell You 'Cos[Abm] I Don't Wanna B[B]ring You D[A]own, It's Not As Bad As Some People Wanna Make It So[E]und [E]Slippin' Up On Fridays [C#m]Fifteen Years In My Day I'm Hop[F#m]elessly Devoted And I'm V[Abm]oting For The Hopeless Ton[E]ight I S[E]ee The Friday Night Lights It's Ge[C#m]tting Close To Midnight I [F#m]Try To Roll a Cigarette This De[Abm]bris Is The Best That I Can G[E]et I C[E]an't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Br[A]ing You D[C#m]own, Can't Tell You 'Cos [Abm]I Don't Wanna Br[B]ing You Do[A]wn, Can't Tell You 'Cos I Don't Wanna Bring You D[E]own.