The End.

	 
[Strophe]
    G 
Now come on, come all to this tragic affair 
Em 
Wipe off that make up what's in is despair, so 
C#m 
Throw on the black dress mixed in with the lot, you might 
Cm 
Wake up and notice you're someone you're not, if you 
G 
Look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you can 
Em 
Find out first hand what it's like to be me, so 
C#m 
Gather 'roung piggies and kiss this goodbye, I'd en- 
Cm 
Courage you're smiles, I'd expect you wont cry!!!
[Instrumentale]
G Em C#m Cm
[Strophe]
  G 
Another contusion my funeral jag, it's 
Em 
My resignation I'll serve it in drag, you've 
C#m 
Got front row seats to the penitence ball, when I 
Cm 
Grow up I want to be nothing at all!!! I SAY
[Outro]
G 
Hey!!!!! 
Em 
Hey!!!!! I say 
C#m 
Hey!!!!! 
Cm 
Yeah!!!! c'mon c'mon c'mon I said 
G 
Save me (Get me the hell out of here) 
Em 
Save Me (To young to die and my dear) 
C#m 
You can't (If you can hear me then just walk away and) 
Cm 
Take me!!!