King

[Intro (Fade In)]
| E | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
     E                        G#7
We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children
          C#m
About the world ending and the scale of my ambition
                A
And how much is art really worth?
E/G#                      F#m
    The very thing you're best at
Is the thing that hurts the most
        E
But you need your rotten heart
              G#7
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
    C#m
You need to go to war to find material to sing
  B     A A
I am no mother

[Pre-Chorus]
        G#7
I am no bride
     F#m
I am king

[Chorus]
             A
I need my golden crown of sorrow
   B
My bloody sword to swing
Cdim C#m                            G#
My   empty halls to echo with grand self mythology
          A
I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     F#m
I am king
        A
I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     C#m/E
I am king 

[Verse 2]
E        E
 But a woman is a changeling
  G#7
Always shifting shape
              C#m
Just when you think you have it figured out
Something new begins to take
     A
What strange claws are these
E/G#
Scratching at my skin?
    F#m
I never knew my killer would be coming from within
        E
I am no mother

[Pre-Chorus]
        G#7
I am no bride
     C#m
I am king
  B     A
I am no mother
        G#7
I am no bride
     F#m
I am king

[Chorus]
             A
I need my golden crown of sorrow
   B
My bloody sword to swing
          E                              G#
I need my empty halls to echo with grand self mythology
               A
'Cause I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     F#m
I am king
        A
I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     F#m
I am king
          A
I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     C#m
I am king
          A
I am no mother
        B
I am no bride
     E
I am king

[Bridge]
E G#7 B
Oh, oh
A   E/G# F#m
Oh, oh,  oh
E   G#7 C#m B
Oh, o__oh, oh
A   E/G# F#m B7
Oh, oh,  o__h_

[Instrumental Section]
| E - | G#7  - | C#m - | - B |
| A - | E/G# - | F#m - | - - |

[Interlude]
E G#7 C#m B
A E/G# F#m7
B7        E
  I was never as good

[Verse 3]
            G#7
As I always thought I was
     C#m
But I   knew how to dress it up
B           A
I was never satisfied,
   G#7
it never let me go
         F#m
Just dragged me by my hair
    B7               E
And back on with the show

[Outro]
       | G#7 - | C#m - | - B |
| A  - | G#7 - | F#m - | - - |
| E5 - |