Verse 1:
Bm                                      E
I'm a prince and I live in a ship and I aim my rifle and I shoot from the hip
       D                   Gb
And I have a friend I pity

Quite a bit
           Bm
She said, “Grab your gun, let's have some fun
E
Share with me your perigees
   D                        Gb
I have responsibilities, I cannot run! I do not wish the

Chorus 1:
Bm                  Em
Death of any living thing,
             D                             Gb
I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen
                  Bm                            Em
And put an end to slaughter, but until then I'm keen
                    D                           Gb
On staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between.”

Verse 2:
   Bm                                  E
I played a game with eleven fools who told me not to break the rules
     D                              Gb
But when have angels ever helped me yet?
     Bm                      E
And magic isn't real and anyway it doesn't matter
           D                             Gb
'Cause no matter what I conjure it could not help me deflect the angry

Chorus 2:
 Bm                     Em
Death of every hopeful thought
                    D                         Gb
That I might be a lover or a fighter that I’m not
                    Bm
In someone's spider web
                   Em
Or net I could be caught
                     D                           Gb
But I'm too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot

Hook:
    D                           Bm
So what do you want me to say, sorry?
       E      D                 B
Should I apologize, when you ignore me?
          D                        Bm
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
    D              C          B
Or to be hatched into an ugly story

Verse 3:
 Bm                                E
I am a prince and I had a pair of princesses in two sharp squares
     D                                 Gb
But then I guess I bored them both to death
    Bm                            E
And now I think my calling is to break apart and fall to pieces
 D                             Gb
Better yet invent a brand new method of ascension

Chorus 3:
       Bm                           Em
I'm impressed, you've managed to survive
                       D                           Gb
But rest assured we'd all be better off dead than alive
                        Bm                            Em
'Cause when they get a hold of us we'll all be batter-fried
                        D                             Gb
And I'm surprised that nobody's considered switching sides

Verse 4:
    Bm                          E
So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying
     D                                   Gb
Any chance of getting back on your good gills
       Bm                               E
And I don't mean to be hurtful but if yellows the new purple
            D                                      Gb
Well then bleeding's the new breathing, don't you think I will!

Chorus 4:
                    Bm                    Em
I used to wish the Death of every living thing
                 D                             Gb
I might be your killer but you'd never be my queen
                  Bm                               Em
So put away your laughter, pack up your hopes and dreams
                     D                                  Gb
I'm done with black back-handing and red pandering, it seems


                  Bm                    Em
That I am just pathetic, I won't be overlooked
                       D                            Gb
I'm past the point of fishing to get back upon your Hook
                Bm                            Em
I've made a manifesto, I've been bested by a crook, but never more!
     D                              Gb
I'm planning on reclaiming what he took...

Hook:
    D                              Bm
So what... Did you want me to say sorry?
       E      D                 B
Should I apologize, when you ignore me?
          D                        Bm
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
    E              D          B
Or to be hatched into an ugly story
D               C           Bm
To be hatched into an ugly story
   E              D               B
Oh my, this pantomime is getting gory

Interlude: Bm E D Gb

  Bm                               E    D    Gb
I am a prince and I live in a ship
  Bm                               E    D    Gb
I am a prince and I live in a ship