alt-J – Portrait (Guitar)

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Chords

Hm                       Hm
Tell me how you wanna be portrayed, now

                Hm                 Hm
You can have it all, you know that you can have it all

       A                 G           D        D
That I love you, yeah, I love you

Hm                      Hm
Donatello, Frida Kahlo, Holbein

                Hm                 Hm
You can have it all, you know that you can have it all

       A                G           D         D
That I love you, yeah I love you

    Hm
Now paint me a picture

    Hm                               D
And draw yourself drawing a piece of paper with pencil

       D                                Em
‘Cause you can’t afford to misrepresent me

                         G  
I want an imitation of reality

Hm                            Hm
Gather all your kings and other things
That you know my good
D
You might tell me what, ‘cause

   D                                Em
Do you think that these are my good nature

                        G
You establish this good nature

Hm
Buy me aristocracy

    Hm
Now listen to me, yeah,

     D
Your whores come and go to sit with me

           Em
I wanna be seen in a hundred years

                            G
As you see me now, so don’t hesitate
A (...and stop) Make my portrait made (no chord) So paint me now
Hm                 D                        Em
You didn’t want to know, you didn’t want to see

                    G                         Hm
You threw it in the fire, you threw it in the fire

                     D                      Em
And then you took my eyes, so I could never be

                    G
The painter of your boy
And then I go:
G                   A     
King, for king, oh, king, bring the guillotine

(Hm)
(riff)

Hm                 D                        Em
You didn’t want to know, you didn’t want to see

                    G                         Hm
You threw it in the fire, you threw it in the fire

                     D                      Em
And then you took my eyes, so I could never be

                    G
The painter of your boy
And then I go:
G                   A     
King, for king, oh, king, bring the guillotine

(Hm)
(riff)
Hey
(Hm)
(riff)
Bring the guillotine Outro: Hm D A Hm