VERSE 1:
Through [Am7] early morning [D7] fog I see [G] Visions of the [Em7] things [E7sus4] to [Em7] be
The [Am7] pains that are with-[D7]-held for me
I [G] realize and [Em7] I [E7sus4] can [Em7] see; [E7] that
CHORUS: [Am7] Suicide is [D7] painless, it [G] brings on many [Em7] changes
And [Cmaj7] I can [G/B] take or [Am] leave it [D7] if I [Em] please
VERSE 2:
The [Am7] game of life is [D7] hard to play [G] I'm going to lose it [Em7] anyway
The [Am7] losing card I'll [D7] someday lay
And [G] this is all I [Em7] have [E7sus4] to [Em7] say [E7]
VERSE 3:
The [Am7] sword of time will [D7] pierce our skins [G] It doesn't hurt when [Em7] it begins
But [Am7] as it works its way on [D7] in
The [G] pain grows stronger, [Em7] watch [E7sus4] it [Em7] grin [E7]
VERSE 4:
A [Am7] brave man once re-[D7]-quested me [G] To answer questions [Em7] that are key
Is [Am7] it to be or not to [D7] be?
And [G] I replied, "Oh [Em7] why [E7sus4] ask [Em7] me?" [E7]