This mor-ning I made the call The one that ends it all Han-ging up, I wan-ted to cry But dam-mit, this well's gone dry Not for the mo-ney, -not for the fame Not for the po-wer, - just no more games But now I'm safe in the eye of the tor-na-do I can't re-place the lies, that let a thou-sand days go No more li-ving trapped in-side In her way I'll sure-ly die In the eye of the tor-na-do, -blow me a-way blow me a-way Who's to say, what's for me to say? Who's to say, what's for me to be? Who's to say, what's for me to do? Cause a big no-thing it'll be for me The land of op-por-tu-ni-ty The gol-den chance for me My fu-ture looks so bright Now I think I've seen the light Can't say what's on my mind Can't do what I real-ly feel In this bed I made for me Is where I sleep, I real-ly feel I warn you of the fate Pro-ven true too late Your tonge twists per-verse Come drink now of this curse And now I fill your brain I spin you round a-gain My poi-son fills your head As I tuck you in-to bed You feel my fin-ger-tips You won't for-get my lips You feel my cold breath It's the kiss of death You'll grow -to loathe my name You'll hate me just the same You - won't need your -breath And soon -you'll meet your death Not from the years, - not from the use Not from the tears, -- just self a-buse