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Better Written Off Than Written Down

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        Am    D    G    C(x2)  
                                             Am  
From the darkest lows,
                                          D  
To the heavenly highs,
                                                G  
Another dream let go,
                     C  
On every mantelpiece.
                                          Am  
If you had your life,
                                     D  
To live over again,
                                                  G  
Would you do it in style?
                                        C  
Or make those same mistakes?
     Am                                                                      D  
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
        G                                                                            C  
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
             Am                                                            D                                                    G  
C    Am    D  
These days are better written off than written down.
                                                  Am  
Will you live your life,
                                          D  
Through a blossoming child?
                                                        G  
Or will you sail the seas,
                          C  
Of self-discovery?
                                             Am  
Does if make you smile,
                                                          D  
When you think of the ride?
                                     G  
Or do you get tired,
                     C  
Burning Oxygen
     Am                                                                      D  
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
        G                                                                            C  
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
             Am                                                            D                                                    G  
C    Am    D    G    C    Am    D  
These days are better written off than written down.
                                        Am  
All the wasted days,
                                          D  
And the promises made,
                                                          G  
Could put the fear of God
                  C  
In any one of us.
                                Am  
Resolutions seep,
                                                                     D  
Through the soles of your feet
                                                             G  
So find a goal you can reach
                        C  
Ever the optimist.
     Am                                                                      D  
If I keep folding there will be nothing left of me,
        G                                                                            C  
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile,
             Am                                                            D                                                    G  
These days are better written off than written down.
C    Am    D    G    C    Am    D  
                    G    C    Am    D  
                                                G    F    E    Am    D    G    C7+    G