Glory chords by Bastille

Intro: Bm G D A
    Bm G D A

Verse:

Bm             G
  Deep in a corner of the night
     D             A
We were lying in the middle of the road
Bm                 G
  Counting the planes as they flew by
   D            A
Inconceivable imagining them go
Bm                G
  And drunk we set the world to rights
    D               A
As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb
Bm              G
  You make me laugh until I die
     D          A
Can you think of any better way to choke?

Pré-Chorus:

 G       Bm    A       D
Stories told to me and stories told to you
   G      Bm    A         D
And did you ever feel like they were ringing true?

Chorus:

   G
And all their words for glory
 A     Bm
Well they all, they sounded empty
 A      D
When we're looking up for heaven
 A
Looking up for heaven
 G            A
Way down here upon the ground
      Bm
When we're lying in the dirt
  A     D
There's no looking up for heaven
 A
Looking up for heaven

(Bm G D A)

Verse:

Bm              G
  Not everything had gone to plan
    D                 A
But we made the best of what we had, you know
Bm                G
  Passing the drink from hand to hand
   D               A
We admit we really know nothing at all

Pré-Chorus:

 G       Bm    A       D
Stories told to me and stories told to you
   G       Bm     A         D
And was it feeling real, and were they ringing true?

Chorus:

   G
And all their words for glory
 A     Bm
Well they all, they sounded empty
 A      D
When we're looking up for heaven
 A
Looking up for heaven
 G            A
Way down here upon the ground
      Bm
When we're lying in the dirt
  A     D
There's no looking up for heaven
 A         Bm
Looking up for heaven

Bridge:

               G       Bm
I'll take my chances on the curb here with you
      A         Gbm
We watched the planes leave us behind
    G       Bm
On the curb here with you
      A         Gbm
We watched the planes leave us behind
      G            A
And...and then you put your hand in mine
   Bm             A
And pulled me back from things divine
    D           A
Stop looking up for heaven, waiting to be buried

Chorus:

   G
And all their words for glory
 A     Bm
Well they all, they sounded empty
 A      D
When we're looking up for heaven
 A
Looking up for heaven
 G            A
Way down here upon the ground
      Bm
When we're lying in the dirt
  A     D
There's no looking up for heaven
 A