When you're feeling desperate, the lowest of the low
no one left to make you lonely, nowhere left to go
when you're lying facedown in the snow
find an open window then
without a sound
climb through the window and just let go
Fall to the ground
Take peaches and poison, mix them in a bowl
Separate the golem from the soul
When your love has come and gone and never to return
when you've no more hands to bite, no bridges left to burn
no more bitter lessons left to learn
find the nearest ocean, take a little boat
throw the paddle over and float, baby, float
Take a little pistol, place it in your mouth
pull the little trigger, and go south