Intro: C5  A5  C5  A5  F5  G5

Verso:
C5      A5     C5
   The art of suicide
   A5             F5
   Nightgowns and hair
                G5
   Curls flying every which where
C5      A5       C5
   The pain too pure to hide
   A5         F5
   Bridges of Sighs
               G5
   Meant to conceal lover's lies

   F5         A5
   Under the arches
      F5             A5
   Of moonlight and sky
   F5        A5
   Suddenly easy
      F5           A5
   To contemplate why
   A5 E5
   Why...

Refr?o:
              F5 A5
   Why live a life
                       F5
   That's painted with pity
                   C5
   And sadness and strife
               F5 A5
   Why dream a dream
                       F5
   That's tainted with trouble
                    C5
   And less than it seems
              F5 A5
   Why bother bothering
              F5
   Just for a poem
                  C5
   Or another sad song to sing
              A5
   Why live a life
              G5
   Why live a life

Verso 2:
The art of suicide
Pretty and clean
Conveys a theatrical scene
"Alas, I'm gone!" she cried
Ankles displayed
Melodramatically laid

Under the arches
Of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy
To contemplate why
Why...
Refr?o
Why live a life
That's painted with pity
And sadness and strife
Why dream a dream
That's tainted with trouble
And less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem
Or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life

           F5               A5
   Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
                 F5
   With a second ending
            A5         C5
   When the people are disturbed
             F5
   Well they should be disturbed
   A5                F5
   Because there's a story
        A5          C5
   That ought to be heard
           F5               A5
   Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
                 F5
   With a second ending
            A5         C5
   When the people are disturbed
             F5
   Well they should be disturbed
   A5                F5
   Because there's a lesson
               A5          C5
   That really ought to be learned

F5                       A5
   The world is full of poets
            C5
   We don't need any more
F5                       A5
   The world is full of singers
            C5
   We don't need any more
F5                       A5
   The world is full of lovers
            C5
   We don't need any more...

( F5  A5  C5 )  (2x)