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
 [Incomprehensible]
 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)