Better Written Off Than Written Down
The Leisure SocietyVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
- xx0231 / x57765
G - 320003 / 355433
x2
From the darkest lows,
To the heavenly highs,
Another dream let go,
On every mantelpiece.
If you had your life,
To live over again,
Would you do it in style?
Or make those same mistakes?
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
These days are better written off than written down.
Will you live your life,
Through a blossoming child?
Or will you sail the seas,
Of self-discovery?
Does if make you smile,
When you think of the ride?
Or do you get tired,
Burning Oxygen
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
These days are better written off than written down.
All the wasted days,
And the promises made,
Could put the fear of God
In any one of us.
Resolutions seep,
Through the soles of your feet
So find a goal you can reach
Ever the optimist.
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
These days are better written off than written down.
Ending of song -
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Readable chord sheet for Better Written Off Than Written Down by The Leisure Society
[Dm] - xx0231 / x57765
G - 320003 / 355433
[Dm] [G] [C] [F] x2
From the darkest [Dm]lows,
To the heavenly [G]highs,
Another dream let [C]go,
On every[F] mantelpiece.
If you had your [Dm]life,
To live over a[G]gain,
Would you do it in [C]style?
Or make those s[F]ame mistakes?
If[Dm] I keep folding there will be[G] nothing left of me,
But[C] shapeless shoulders and this [F]cold, dead smile,
[Dm] [G] [C]
[F]The[Dm]se d[G]ays are better written off than written down.
Will you live your [Dm]life,
Through a blosso[G]ming child?
Or will you sail the [C]seas,
Of self-di[F]scovery?
Does if make you [Dm]smile,
When you think of the [G]ride?
Or do you get [C]tired,
Burning [F]Oxygen
If[Dm] I keep folding there will be[G] nothing left of me,
But[C] shapeless shoulders and this [F]cold, dead smile,
[Dm] [G] [C]
[F]The[Dm]se d[G]ays[C] ar[F]e b[Dm]ette[G]r written off than written down.
All the wasted [Dm]days,
And the promises[G] made,
Could put the fear of [C]God
In any [F]one of us.
Resolutions [Dm]seep,
Through the soles of your [G]feet
So find a goal you can [C]reach
Ever the [F]optimist.
If[Dm] I keep folding there will be[G] nothing left of me,
But[C] shapeless shoulders and this [F]cold, dead smile,
[Dm] [G] [C]
[F]The[Dm]se d[G]ays[C] ar[F]e b[Dm]ette[G]r written off than written down.
Ending of song - [C] [F] [Dm] [G]
[C] [Bb] [A] [Dm] [G] [C]
[Fmaj7] [C]