Richard Marx – Nothin Left To Say (Ukulele)

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Artist: Richard Marx Album: My own very best enemy year:2004 Title: Nothin´left to Say Transcriber: Alejandro Zanotti ([email protected]) Coment: A really cool song, I must say, It´s not so acurate I still cant figure out the last part of the chorus, but perahps someone can take it from here, so I´m free to coments, corrections. here are just the main chords. I have this new cd and must add, i´m a big R Marx Fan, and this cd is great it was the kind of cd that I was waiting for and no one released, great love songs, for easy listening. A great cd, so keep a looking this page for more tabs of this album by me. Intro. F (the bass fools around some other chords)

  F                 
Locked up tight but holdin' the key

Clock keeps tickin' like it's laughin' at me

A#
I wonder 

           D
What spell I'm under 

  F
Days go by in a pulseless haze

Who's that person that's wearin' my face

A#
Denyin' 

       D
What he's hidin'

Bridge

   G#m              (A lil pause)
I can't go on like this

 A#                          C
I won't let myself miss the rest of my life

Chorus:

F                         D
When something's come and gone 

                      A#
What good is holdin' on?

                        C
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday? 

F                    D   
I part my lips to speak

(dont know this part yet) But the words are out of reach I guess that really means There's nothin' left to say INTRO F

  F                 
I guess we could carry on livin' asleep

Who is the fool who could choose to just keep pretendin'

A#
That this ain't endin'? 

           D
I wish you all that I wish for myself 

  F      
To have that ache of emptiness behind us

And not still inside us

A#
It's time to take that dare

           D 
There's still a world out there waitin' for me

Chorus: When something's come and gone What good is holdin' on? Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday? I part my lips to speak But the words are out of reach I guess that really means There's nothin' left to say

G#m
We did the best we could 

A#
Just like we thought we should 

D
But sometimes you've got to just let go