Cifras
Mothers Scorn

Tom: E

Introdução:

Em  Gx2  
             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  Amx2  
Em  G  Amx2  
                                  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