Verse 1:
Db                B        Gb
pull the plug in september
Db                     B    Gb
I don't want to die in june
    Db                         B     Gb
I'd like to start planning my funeral
      Db           B     Gb
I've got work to do

Instrumental: Db B Gb Db

Verse 2:
Db                      B      Gb
pull the plug, make it painless
Db                   B    Gb
I don't want a violent end
Db                          B       Gb
don’t say that you'll always love me
                    Db
‘cause you know I'd bleed myself dry for you
B        Gb    Db
over and over again

Instrumental: B Gb Db B Gb

Chorus:
B
doomsday is close at hand
Gb                           Db
I'll book the marching band to play as you speak
B
I'll feel like throwing up
Gb                           Db
you'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine
            B
I'd like to plan out my part in this
Gb
but you're such a narcissist
Eb
you’ll probably do it next week
               B
I don’t get a choice in the matter

why would I?
        Gb      Db           B   Gb
it's only the death of me
         Db          B     Gb    Db
only the death of me

Verse 3:
Db                     B     Gb
pull the plug but be carеful
Db                        B  Gb
I don’t want to die too soon
Db                            B      Gb
I think there's good in you somеwhere
Db
I'll hang on ‘til the chaos is through

Chorus:
 B
doomsday is close at hand
Gb                          Db
I'll book the marching band to play as you speak
B
I'll feel like throwing up
 Gb                         Db
you'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine
B
I'd like to plan out my part in this
Gb
but you're such a narcissist
       Eb
you'll probably do it next week
              B
I don't get a choice in the matter

why would I?
      Gb
it's only the death of me

Bridge:
 Ab
it was so quiet
               Gb
no friends and family allowed
           Ab
only my murderer,
                                   Gb
you and the priest who told you to go to hell
                       Ab
and the funny thing is I would've married you
              Gb
if you'd have stuck around
            Db                   B    Gb
I feel more free than I have in years
           Db          B     Gb
six feet in the ground

Instrumental: Db B Gb

Chorus:
B
doomsday is close at hand
Gb
I booked the marching band
Db
to play as you speak
B
I feel like throwing up
Gb                          Db
you sit and stare like a goddamn machine
                  B
I'd have liked to plan out my part in this
     Gb
but you're such a narcissist
          Eb
that you did it on halloween
         B
I had no choice in the matter
    B
why would I?
     Gb          Db
it's only the death of me