Mary Chords

[Verse 1]
 Gm
Look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered,
 F
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
 Gm
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
 F
how’d I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
 
     Gm      Eb
but what is this?
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you’re burning holes in my stitching
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the colours bleeding into one big mess
     D              F               Eb D
did you guess, I’d let this fabric fra-ay?
 
[Chorus 1]
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I’m meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity, and though I’m
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one of them, I’m rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose. It's
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been so long, since I’ve seen the sun, who’s to say if the colours have faded?
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Locked away so long, now jaded, left only to decay
 
[Hook]
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I’m Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress. I’m Mary.
 
[Verse 2]
 Gm
And virgin journeys lie before us, patient and inscrutable
 F
There’s clouds of visions, crowds of villains, mulling in withdrawal
 Gm
And who would make the sacrifice, who but I is suitable?
 F
who but the sharp dressed woman with a dull chainsaw?
 
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I mean no insult, but I’m fed
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up. It’s my fault, gave you the go ahead
     Gm      Eb       D
I’ve lost my way, my hopeful days
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are just as dead as I am
 
[Chorus 2]
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And failure on my part to intercede has now ironically
    D
or cosmically, like poetry, come in between our destiny
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and us but now there’s nothing left and nobody to meddle with
    D
to try and make it better, it’s unsettling, to mother nothing
 
 Eb                              F
Mightn’t I have seen this coming on the horizon?
 D
storms of green and orange, this world of monsters taking form
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but no, it is my fate to simply fade away like wind
 D
like someone else that I could name that shouldn’t have been born
 
[Outro]
    Eb                F
Of Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress.
     D             Gm
I’m Mary and I’ve nothing to confess
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but hear me, cause no-one else is left
     D
I’m Mary…
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I’m Mary
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I’m Mary
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