Every Man has a Molly

Here I am laid bare 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 sex

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 its glow

Ohh, Molly Connolly ruined my life

I thought the world should know, ohh

I can't stop thinkin' about what she did wrong to me

Can't figure out just what I did wrong

I'll kill myself thinkin' about things that you did to me

Molly Connolly

Can't stop thinkin' about what she did wrong to me

Just can't figure out just what I did wrong

Kill yourself thinkin' about things that you did to me

Molly Connolly

Can't stop thinkin' 'bout

Just can't figure her out

Kill myself thinkin' 'bout

My Molly Connolly

(Can't stop thinkin' 'bout)

I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

(Just can't figure out)

I won't stop thinkin' bout it

(Kill myself thinkin' 'bout)

I'll kill myself, I'll kill myself, I'll kill myself

(Molly Connolly)