Third-floor guggenheim, staring at the face of genius Blue-eyes burn from behind a canvass intense and bright Out of hope, out of luck, dead-end existence layed out before me It's a black day when you realize that your life's just a waste of time See you around, i think it's time Kill myself tonight I really want to, you know i'm going to Riding on the verge of a nervous breakdown, over-come with emotion Want to do something rash and symbolic, impale myself on love See you around, i think it's time Kill myself tonight I really want to, you know i'm going to Kill myself - kill myself tonight