Beyoncé – Daughter Chords on Piano & Ukulele

These are Daughter by Beyoncé on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar & Keyboard.

[Intro]
Am C C E Am

[Verse 1]
     Am
Your body laid out on
            C
these filthy floors
     C
Your bloodstains on my
  E         Am
custom coutures
F
Bathroom attendant let
         C
me right in
              E
She was a big fan
Am
     I really tried to
      C
 stay cool
         C         E
But your arrogance disturbed
      Am
 my solitude
       F
Now I ripped your dress and
                        C
 you're all black and blue
                     E
Look what you made me do

[Refrain]
           Dm
They keep sayin' that I ain't
                   Am
 nothin' like my father
            E
But I'm the furthest thing
                      Am
from choir boys and altars
        Dm
If you cross me, I'm just
            Am
 like my father
     E
I am colder than Titanic
 Am
 water

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[Chorus]
Help me, Lord, from these
 Dm                    Am
 fantasies in my head
(Am)
     They ain't ever been
safe ones
        E
I don't fellowship with
these fakе ones
So let's travel to whitе
 Am              Dm
chapels and sing hymns
     Am
Hold rosaries, and sing
 in stained glass symphonies
E
Cleanse me, Holy Trinity,
           Am
from this marijuana smoke
smell in my hair

[Verse 2]
(Am)               C
    I sashayed my dress
       C
Did my best impression of
    E            Am
 a damsel in distress
      F
This alcohol and smell
  C
of regret
        E
Allured my catch
Am
Outfit too small to hide
      C
 my scars
        C
Feelin' bottled up like
 E              Am
bottle service broads
F
How long can he hold
     C
 his breath
           E
Before his death?

[Bridge]
Dm Am
Caro mio ben
E Am
Credimi almen
Dm Am
Senza di te
E Am
Languisce il cor
Dm Am
Il tuo fedel
E Am
Sospira ognor
Dm Am
Cessa, crudel
E Am
Tanto rigor
Dm Am E Am Dm Am E Am
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
Help me, Lord, from these
Dm Am
fantasies in my head
(Am)
They ain’t ever been
safe ones
E
I don’t fellowship with
these fakе ones
So let’s travel to whitе
Am Dm
chapels and sing hymns
Am
Hold rosaries, and sing
in stained glass symphonies
E
Cleanse me, Holy Trinity,
Am
from this marijuana smoke
smell in my hair

[Outro]
Dm
They keep sayin’ that I ain’t
Am
nothin’ like my father
E
But I’m the furthest thing
Am
from choir boys and altars
Dm
If you cross me, I’m just
Am
like my father
E Am
I am colder than Titanic water