Em G x2
Em G Em
Well Cinderella was a-runnin' back home she has never met quite a prince
G Em
Looked in the mirror had a shower, scrubbin' hard but could not wash off his fingerprints
She couldn't speak, couldn't make a sound
G Em
Quiet like a mouse but her heart was beating loud
G D Em
Above the- above the tile there was a medicine cabinet grabbed a razor held it to her wrist
G D Em
Oh grabbed a razor held it to her wrist
G D
So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore
Am Em
Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war
G D
And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door
C Em
A settled score, for a mother's scorn
Em G
Em G Em
In the kitchen's where the mother found her lying lookin' just like she had seen a ghost
G Em
She tried to shake her but she knew that what had happened was the one thing she had feared the most
She didn't speak, didn't wanna tell
G Em
But hid it in her stomach where it tortured her to hell
G D Em
It was an- instant decision influenced by the division of the people and the holy host
G D Em
The people and the holy host
G D
So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore
Am Em
Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war
G D
And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door
C Em
A settled score, for a mother's scorn
Em G C Am x2
Em G Am x2
G D
So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore
Am Em
Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war
G D
And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door
C Em
A settled score, for a mother's scorn
Em
For mother's scorn x5