Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

main riff throughout)

I’m sorry that I’m late

I went blind

I got confetti in my eyes

I was held up at yesterday’s parties

I was needed on the congo line

But my dear, oh my dear

I’d like to fight the good fight for another couple of years

‘cause to say the war is over is to say you are a widow

You’re not a widow yet!

You’re not a widow yet!

You’re not a widow yet!

You’re not a widow yet!

So this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers

For the cupid and the hunter shooting arrows at each other

Ain’t no such thing as a saint,

Ain’t no such thing as a sinner, oh

There’s a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor

There’s a Samson with Delilahs lining up outside the door

If you are sharpening your scissors

I am sharpening my scissors,

And I am sharpening my sword

So you can take me to the dragon’s lair

Or you can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill

Either way it is time for a bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of kill.

Oh I see your face when I close my eyes

Oh I see the muscles in your legs from the way you always rise

To the occasion of catching things that fall

Like the statuettes on pedestals I tend to build too tall.

But I have navigated Iceland

I’ve laid my claim on Portugal

I have seen into the wasteland

Oh the future

Oh the future of us all.

(bridge, i think it's am, learn the guitar solo instead though, it's way cooler)

I kicked at a whole country

Of dead, dead leaves last fall

I kicked at a whole country

Of dead, dead leaves last fall

Dead leaves

Dead leaves

Dead leaves

Dead leaves

Seen from the back of a train

Seen from the back of a train

I rode away from your station

I rode away from your station

They drifted in the air

They drifted in the air

Like memoirs of old conversations

Like memoirs of old conversations

Sprung from a leather case

Sprung from a leather case

You opened in the wind

You opened in the wind

To watch the papers chase each other

To watch the papers chase each other

Into oblivion

(You’re such a champion

You’re such a champion

I hide behind your sun

You are the champion) x3

So you can take me to the dragon’s lair

You can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill

Either way it is time, oh it is time

For a bigger kind of kill…

A bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of kill (repeat between C and F till ending)