today's been a career day,   futures made and fortunes lost as I'm standing in the lobby,   I'm waiting for the elevator to take me away up to nine or ten, maybe eleven   the sound of sirens fading as she whispers in my ear she's saying,   its too late to wish success so get undressed and   please just come to bed    cause I'm the last real thing you've got    you're cursed by all ambitious thoughts    is that all you've got as for you,   you spin a story like a spider spins a web   see that's a metaphor, no wait, a simile   I'm still learning but I think I'm getting better    oh if I'm not tortured how are you ever going to relate   I've been condemned by those I love,   wishing me the worst as I'm trying my best   but she's the last real thing I've got   I'm cursed by all ambitious thoughts   is that all you've got   love close your eyes and cover, cover your ears,   for the end is near but the beginning is here   in with the outro and out with the old   I'm gonna tie all the loose ends i once pulled    in with the outro and out with the old,   preparing for failure, from what we've been told   in with the outro and out with the old   with nothing to offer, so nothings been sold   in with the outro and out with the old    forgive me and give me   one more chance to fold   in with the outro and out with the old   there's nothing to lose when there's nothing to hold    we'll be together in the morning