I WILL PREVAIL

A child be (F#5)lieves

the best in you.

And that be lief al ways makes the dark est (F#m)lies seem al most (F#5)true.

A sleight of hand,

this “al most (Dmaj7)truth,” can be guile the pur est (C#sus4)youth to Won der (F#m)land.

Now ev ’ry piece is in (D)place, and all that’s left to e (A)rase be fore I take o ver all (E)the pow (A)er is ev ’ry trace of dear (D)Al ice, then the (A)queen.

She’s been a thorn in my (D)side and she can run but can’t (A)hide.

We’re fast ap proach ing the witch (E)ing ho (A)ur, and set tl ing (D)scores is my rou (Esus4)tine.

(G)Oh, (D)well.

(G)All’s (D)well, (G)end’s (D)well.

(A)Fare (E)well, Al (A)ice.

(G)Too (D)late.

(G)Check (D)mate (G)is your (C#sus4)fate.

It’s o ver.

I come

a live

when (E)you’re a (A)fraid.

I’ll write the end ing of your (Esus4)trag ic (E)fair y (C#)tale.

I will

sur vive

and (E)you will (A)fade,

a with ered flow er, small and (Esus4)trag ic (E)fair y (C#)tale.

(C#sus4)frail,

while I pre (F#m)vail.

This time it’s gon na be (F)me.

The last thing you’ll ev er (C)see, an ar ma ged don of my (G)de vis (C)ing.

There’s no way you can es (F)cape from what I (C)do.

So leave your half heart ed (F)souls for me to bul ly and (C)rule.

The sly ma gi cian of com (G)pro mis (C)ing, to con jure all that is (F)false un til it’s (Esus4)true.

(Bb)Poor (F)Jack, (Bb)black (F)jack, (Bb)sad (F)sack, (C)fall (G)en he (C)ro.

(Bb)Bad (F)news, (Bb)you (F)lose.

(Bb)Light the (Esus4)fuse.

It’s o ver.

You die,

I thrive;

and (G)so it (C)goes.

I am the end ing of your (Gsus4)trag ic (G)fair y (E)tale.

I will

sur vive,

and (G)heav en (C)knows,