Artist: Richard Marx
Album: My own very best enemy
year:2004
Title: Nothinīleft to Say
Transcriber: Alejandro Zanotti (elnanuzan@hotmail.com)
Coment: A really cool song, I must say, Itīs not so acurate I still cant figure out the
last part of the chorus, but perahps someone can take it from here, so Iīm free to coments, corrections.
here are just the main chords. I have this new cd and must add, iīm 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
[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/r/richard-marx/53665.html ]
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
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
There's nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to say
