VERSE 1:
Through [Dm7] early morning [G7] fog I see [C] Visions of the [Am7] things [A7sus4] to [Am7] be
The [Dm7] pains that are with-[G7]-held for me
I [C] realize and [Am7] I [A7sus4] can [Am7] see; [A7] that
CHORUS: [Dm7] Suicide is [G7] painless, it [C] brings on many [Am7] changes
And [Fmaj7] I can [C/E] take or [Dm] leave it [G7] if I [Am] please
VERSE 2:
The [Dm7] game of life is [G7] hard to play [C] I'm going to lose it [Am7] anyway
The [Dm7] losing card I'll [G7] someday lay
And [C] this is all I [Am7] have [A7sus4] to [Am7] say [A7]
VERSE 3:
The [Dm7] sword of time will [G7] pierce our skins [C] It doesn't hurt when [Am7] it begins
But [Dm7] as it works its way on [G7] in
The [C] pain grows stronger, [Am7] watch [A7sus4] it [Am7] grin [A7]
VERSE 4:
A [Dm7] brave man once re-[G7]-quested me [C] To answer questions [Am7] that are key
Is [Dm7] it to be or not to [G7] be?
And [C] I replied, "Oh [Am7] why [A7sus4] ask [Am7] me?" [A7]