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