Milk Of The Siren chords by Melanie Martinez

• Capo on 4th
• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: G#m

♫ Chorus:
Em            D        C      C
Drink from the leche of sirens
Em        D          C    C
Summon the sailors in town
Em          D        C       G
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Em         B             Em   Em
Which one's deservin' to drown



♫ Post-Chorus:
Em     B
(Drown, drown)
D      A
(Drown, drown)

♫ Verse 1:
Em                          B
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
    D                         A
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
Em                      B
All of our sisters were killed and abused
   D                           A
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse

♫ Pre-Chorus:
    Em                   B
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
   D                         A
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Em                   B
Tired of silence and bein' politе
     A                       B
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in thе night

♫ Chorus:
Em            D        C      C
Drink from the leche of sirens
Em        D          C    C
Summon the sailors in town
Em          D        C       G
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Em         B             Em   Em
Which one's deservin' to drown
          Am              Em          Em   Em
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown

♫ Post-Chorus:
        Em
Let them drown (Drown)
         B
Let them drown (Drown)
         D             A
Let them drown (Drown, drown)

♫ Verse 2:
Em                     B
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Bm                           A
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
Em                        B
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
D                         A
Belittle the power of the feminine hand

♫ Pre-Chorus:
   Em                       B
The milk from the rivers of every moon
D                           A
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Em                   B
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
Am                             B
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride

♫ Chorus:
Em            D        C      C
Drink from the leche of sirens
Em        D          C    C
Summon the sailors in town
Em          D        C       G
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Em         B             Em   Em
Which one's deservin' to drown

♫ Post-Chorus:
        Em
Let them drown (Drown)
        B
Let them drown (Drown)
        D      A            A
Let them drown (Drown, drown)

♫ Outro:
       B            C
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
     B             Em
It's fun when shit hits the fan
   B                C
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
B                  Em
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
       B            C
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
     B             Em
It's fun when shit hits the fan
   B                C
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
B                  Em
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
       B            C
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
     B             Em
It's fun when shit hits the fan (Drink from the leche of sirens)
   B                C
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
B                  Em
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red" (Summon the sailors in town)
       B            C
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
     B             Em
It's fun when shit hits the fan (Strangle the fear of deciding)
   B                C
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
B                  Em
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red" (Which ones deserving to drown)
N.C.
(Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown)