Everything Falls Apart

Don't look now, things just got worse
 I'm drunk again
 I swear this crescent, is just a curse
 I got here by killing off all my friends
 I think I figured it out
 My life begins when the fun ends
 I've got my wings
 I'm free to go as I please
 Yeah, I got my wings
 Now nothing really pleases me 'til
 Everything falls apart
 Then I get to try to
 Put it back together
 Everything falls apart
 And you can count on
 That like you can count on bad
 Bad weather again
 Was it good?
 I don't remember much about it
 When things start to feel right
 You can count on me to start to doubt it
 The devil's not in the details
 The devil is in my pants
 It's shoot first, apologize later
 Another quick end to a short shod romance
 I got what I wanted
 Now I don't want anything
 Yeah, I got what I wanted
 Now my life is just boring 'til
 Everything falls apart
 Then I get to try to
 Put it back together
 Everything falls apart
 And you can count on
 That, you can count on bad
 Bad weather this year
 I met God this afternoon
 Riding on an uptown train
 I said, "Don't you have
 Better things to do?"
 He said, "If I do my job
 What would you complain about?"
 So I let it go to Hell
 Now I'll have something to do
 He said, "I let it go to Hell
 Does that sound familiar to you?"
 Well, everything falls apart
 Then I get to try to
 Put it back together
 Yeah, it falls apart
 And you can count on that
 You can count on bad
 Bad weather
 Well, everything that falls apart baby
 Sooner or later gonna come back together
 Well, everything that comes together baby
 Sooner or later gonna fall apart
 And you can call it anything you want
 They're gonna take it all away from you
 You're gonna wake up, wake up, wake up
 Scarecrow and find yourself lost again