Charlottes Hymn chords by Penelope Scott

• Difficulty: Advanced 🤯

Key: Db

Verse 1:
Db                 Db
So what is it that makes me the fool?
Gb                        Db
What does she have that I lack?
Db                    Db
Why is my last name a tease and a wound
Gb                               Db
And my first name is nothing but trash?

Verse 2:
Db                    Db7
Silly for caring, for nesting, for cracking
Gb/Bb                    Db
My sturdy chest open for you
Db                     Db
Silly bitch making the cringy mistake
Gb            Ab         Db
Of doing what good women do

Pre-Chorus:
Gb                        Db/Ab
The hang of my breast, my creases and lines
    Gb                   Gb     Db     Db/C
The flesh of a woman, a mother divine
    Gb                 Db/Ab
The hang of your head, hanged for your crimes
    Ab7                   Ab7      Db
The rage of a mother, the gruesome divine

Chorus:
N.C.     Db               F7
So damn you, so damn you all
                   Gb  Gbm
May God strike you down
                        Ab  Bbm  Cdim
May he render you small
        Db                  F7
I can't tell you how angry I am
               Gb Gbm
I'll never forgive that respectable man

Verse 3:
Db                   Gb
Lo' in the morning, Dolores on paper
  Gb                Db
Lolita in my lovely home
Db                      Db
Was locked in grumpiest storm of a girl
 Gb                Db  Dbmaj7
Angry and ready to go

Verse 4:
Db                    Gb/Bb
One half my love, one half my mistakes
    Gb           Adim        Bbm   Bb
And one half the light of my life
Db                       Db/Ab
More than the sum of her infinite parts
Db/Ab          Ab7       Db
A slice of the gruesome divine

Pre-Chorus:
Gb/Bb                     Db/Ab
The hang of my flesh, my creases and lines
  Gb                   Gb     Db     Db/C
A body, a woman, a mother divine
    Gb                 Db/Ab
The hang of your head, hanged for your crimes
    Ab7                   Ab7      Db
The rage of a woman, the gruesome divine

Chorus:
N.C.     Db               F7
God damn you, God damn you all
                  Gb
May he strike you down
                   Gbm  Ab  Bbm  Cdim
May he make you so small
N.C.           Db                    F7
I cannot tell you how fucking angry I am
               Gb Fm
I'll never forgive that respectable man

Verse 5:
Db               Db
What is a woman? What is a girl?
Gb                  Db
What is a person at all?
Db                      Db
Precious and sacred and terror and mess
Gb           Ab         Db
A storm in a jar at the mall

Verse 6:
Db                        Db
Tell her you love her and tell her you hate her
Gb                            Db
But I don't think you've ever met
Db                   Db
Networks of bugs who conspire to explain
Gb              Ab          Db
The prize of my love and my sweat

Pre-Chorus:
Gb/Bb                   Db/Ab
The look in my eyes, my creases and lines
    Gb                   Gb     Db     Db/C
The flesh of a woman, a mother divine
    Gb/Bb              Db/Ab
The hang of your head, hanged for your crimes
    Ab7                   Ab7      Db
The rage of a mother, the gruesome divine

Chorus:
N.C.     Db               F7
God damn you, God help us all
                  Gb    Gbm
May he strike you down
                         Ab  Bbm  Cdim
May he render you small
N.C.        Db                        F7
I cannot tell you how fucking angry I am
               Gb Fm
I'll never forgive, I don't think that I can

Outro:
N.C.          Db          F7
Start to your soul and so arrogant still
                        Gb       Gbm
That you've never known peace
                     Ab  Bbm  Cdim
And you never will
            Db
Failing and flailing
          F7
With your head in the sand
             Gb     Gbm
And still so content to decide what I am

Gb/Bb Db/Ab Gb Db  x2