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Capo 4th fret 
[Verse]

     C                       
We argue in the kitchen about 
  Em
Whether to have children

           Am
About the world ending and the 

Scale of my ambition

     F                            Em
And how much is art really worth
                       Dm
The very thing you're best at is the 

Thing that hurts the most

         C
But you need your rotten heart
              Em
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
     Am
You need to go to war to 

Find material to sing

          F             Em    
I am no mother, I am no bride, 
    G
I am King
 
 
[Chorus]

            F                    
I need my golden crown of sorrow,  
     G
My bloody sword to swing
    Am                 
My empty halls to echo  
            Em
With grand self-mythology

          F              G     
I am no mother, I am no bride, 
     Dm
I am King

          F              G    
I am no mother, I am no bride,
       C
 I am King
 
 
[Verse]

                            
But a woman is a changeling, 
  Em
Always shifting shape

               Am
Just when you think 

You have it figured out, 

something new begins to take
       F                     
What strangе claws are these, 
  Em
Scratching at my skin
   Dm
I nеver knew my killer 

Would be coming from within

          C             Em    
I am no mother, I am no bride, 
    Am
I am King
          C             Em   
I am no mother, I am no bride,
      G
 I am King
 
 
[Chorus]

            F                   
I need my golden crown of sorrow, 
    G
My bloody sword to swing
    Am                     
My empty halls to echo with 
       Em
Grand self-mythology

          F              G    
I am no mother, I am no bride,  
      Dm
 I am King
           F             G    
I am no mother, I am no bride, 

     Dm
I am King
            F            G    
I am no mother, I am no bride,
      Am
 I am King
           F             G     
I am no mother, I am no bride, 
       C
 I am King
 
 
[Bridge]

C  Em Am
Ooh
      F    C Dm
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
C     Em  Am
Ooh, ooh
      F    C Dm
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh
 
C Em Am  F C Dm
C Em Am  F C Dm G
 
 
[Outro]
            C              
And I was never as good as 
           Em
I always thought I was

       Am
But I knew how to dress it up
              F        
I was never satisfied, 
    Em
It never let me go

       Dm                     
Just dragged me by my hair and 
G                 C
Back on with the show

 
Em Am F Em Dm C