The Fool

[G] i'm starting to think the thoughts i shouldn't [C]think

 i think i think too much
 i [G]think that i forgot how to re[D]lax or just have fun
 but [G]all of my attempts have met suc[C]cess much more than i would [G]guess
 i guess that i [D]might not be dead [G]yet

(release P.M.)

 i [G]am the king, i've got my sons, i've [C]got my swords, i've got my words
 i've [G]got the strength that i need [D]to kill all my foes
 the [G]years go by, my eyes run dry
 it's [C]so hard to smile sometimes
 i f[D]eel so [G]alone upon this t[D]hrone

 [C]all of this, i did for her
 the [D]treasure from the dragon's lair
 the [G]gold, the jewels, the [D]castle, and the [C]cat
 so [C]many say they're proud of me and [D]i'm a good and honest king
 but [G]honestly it d[D]oesn't mean s[C]hit to me without her,
 it [G]doesn't mean [C]shit to me with[G]out her.
 'cause [G]what's a king without his queen?
 how much [C]happiness can power bring?
 i'd t[G]rade it all for a chance to [D]fall in love again
 when [G]will i find a heart like mine?
 a [C]heart like hers, i want sometime
 i [G]try and try, i [D]think i try too [G]hard
 can [G]i repair all my despair?
 can [C]i hide how i feel inside, en[G]ough at least to make myself l[D]ook half

 alive?
 [G]what a king, what songs i sing, sad [C]melodies and sorry things
 i[G] hope to bring a[D] change in this one[G] day
 'cause [C]what would people think of me, their [D]melancholy, lonely king
 that [G]sings of such [D]sad and sorry [C]things
 and [C]all the while i look for smiles
 and [D]preach about the way we're gonna [G]make this world in[D]to a better [C]place

(heavy palm muting)
 so [G]maybe everything's alright
 we'll [C]stay up late riding our bikes, we'll [G]talk until you have to go to
 [D]school
 [G]maybe i'm not broke so bad, just [C]sing a song that's not so sad
 am [G]i the king or [D]am i the [G]fool?

(realease P.M.)

 [G]maybe i'm not broke so bad, just [C]sing a song that's not so sad
 am [G]i the king or [D]am i the [G]fool?