The actual recording is a bit higher than this, but I bumped it down a bit to make it
easier to sing. So,
you won't be able to play this along with the recording as is. I've also trimmed most of
the Instrumental
sections out, but they just use the same chord progressions as the rest of the song.
Marry Me - Emilie Autumn
F C Bb C F C Bb C
F C Bb C F
Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
F C Bb C F
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
F C Bb C
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
F C Bb C
I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
Bb C Dm C
When I'm beheaded at least I was wedded
Bb C Dm C
And when I am buried at least I was married
Bb C Dm A
I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior
F C F C F
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
C F C F
What beautiful dresses and hair
C F C F
I'm lucky to share his bed
C F C F
Especially since I'll soon be dead
F C Bb C F
Marry me, he said, god, he's ugly, but fortune is ours
F C Bb C F
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
F C Bb C F
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
F C Bb C
So that I can pretend that I'm menstru...well, unavailable
Bb C Dm C
My life is arranged but this union's deranged
Bb C Dm C
So I'll fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose
Bb C Dm A
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
F C F C F
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
C F C F
What beautiful dresses and hair
C F C F
I'm lucky to share his bed
C F C F
Especially since I'll soon be dead
Bb C Dm C
When dining on peacock I know I won't swallow
Bb C Dm C
Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow
Bb C Dm C
We're coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger
Bb C Dm C
Or at least until husband finds someone younger
Bb C Dm C
Yes, fertilization is part of my station
Bb C Dm C
I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation
Bb C Dm C
Of sons who will run things when I'm under covers
Bb C Dm C
But whose children are they? Why, mine and my lover's!
F C F C F
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
C F C F
What beautiful dresses and hair
C F C F
I'm lucky to share his bed
C F C F
Especially since I'll soon be dead
C F C F
What beautiful things I'll wear
C F C F
What beautiful dresses and hair
C F C F
I'm lucky to share his bed
C F C
So why do I wish I was...