Every Man Has A Molly
Here I am
Laid there at the end of my rope.
I've lost all hope so long
Molly Connolly just broke up with me
Over the revealing nature of the songs.
You goddamn kids had best be gracious with the merch money you spend
'Cause for you I won't ever
Have rough s** with Molly Connolly again.
Here I am, laid down at the end of my rope
Wishing I had not been born.
Now I've spewed too much
I can never shut it up
I thought you should be warned
And I implied black sky took the needle to my eye
And sucked out all it's glow.
Ohh Ohh! Molly Connolly ruined my life,
I thought the world should know.
Hoh!
I can't stop thinkin' 'bout what she did wrong to me.
I can't figure out just what I did wrong.
I'll kill myself thinkin' 'bout the things that you did to me,
Molly Conolly.
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout what she did wrong to me.
Just can't figure out just what I did wrong.
Kill yourself thinkin' 'bout, things that you did to me,
Molly Conolly
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout
Just can't figure her out.
Kill myself thinkin' 'bout,
My Molly Conolly.
Can't stop thinkin 'bout
(I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it)
Just can't figure out
(I won't stop thinking 'bout it)
Kill myself thinking 'bout
(I'll kill myself! I'll kill myself! I'll kill myself!)
Molly Conolly