The End

	  		    
     G  
Now come one, 

Come all, 
                       G  D/F#   
To this tragic affair, 
Em      
Wipe off that make up, 

What's in is despair, 
      C#5  
So throw on the black dress, 

Mix in with the lot, 
           C5  
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're 

not, 
        G  
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you 

see, 
         Em 
You can find out first hand what it's like to be me, 
    C#5  
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye, 
     C5     
I encourage your smiles, 

I expect you won't cry, 


(G  D/F#  Em  C#5   D5 C#5 C5   D5   G  D/F#  G) 

Oooh, 

  G 
Another contusion, 

My funeral chair, 
       Em 
Here's my resignation, 

I'll serve it in drag, 
        C#5                                  D5 C#5 C5  
You've got front row seats to the penitence, but 
       
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all, 

        G 
I said yeah, 
Em 
Yeah, 
       C#5 
I say yeah, 
C5 
Yeah, 

Come on, 

       G   
I say save me! 

(Get me the hell out of here!) 
Em 
Save me! 

(Too young to die and I dare;) 
     C#5 
You can't... 

(If you can hear me, just walk away) 
    C5 
...Save me!