Verse 1:
     E                          Abm
We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children
           Dbm
About the world ending and the scale of my ambition
     A                            Abm
And how much is art really worth
                       Gbm
The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most
         E
But you need your rotten heart
              Abm
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
     Dbm
You need to go to war to find material to sing
          A             Abm         B
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King

Chorus:
            A                          B
I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
    Dbm                             Abm
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
          A              B          Gbm
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
          A              B           E
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King

Verse 2:
                               Abm
But a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape
               Dbm
Just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take
       A                         Abm
What strangе claws are these, scratching at my skin
   Gbm
I nеver knew my killer would be coming from within
          E             Abm         Dbm
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
          E             Abm          B
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King

Chorus:
            A                          B
I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
    Dbm                             Abm
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
          A              B          Gbm
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
           A             B          Gbm
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
            A            B          Dbm
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
           A             B           E
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King

Bridge:
E  Abm Dbm
Ooh
      A    E Gbm
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
E     Abm  Dbm
Ooh, ooh
      A    E Gbm
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh

E Abm Dbm  A E Gbm

E Abm Dbm  A E Gbm B

Outro:
            E                         Abm
And I was never as good as I always thought I was
       Dbm
But I knew how to dress it up
              A            Abm
I was never satisfied, it never let me go
       Gbm                      B                 E
Just dragged me by my hair and back on with the show

Outro: Abm Dbm A Abm Gbm E