Saturday, April 21, 2007

Every Man Has a Molly

I love this song by Say Anything.

Here I am, laid bare at the end of my rope.
I've lost all hope So long
Molly Connelly 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
because for you I won't ever have rough sex with Molly Connelly 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 Ohh! Molly Connelly ruined my life,
I thought the world should know.
Ohh!

I can't stop thinking about what she did wrong to me.
I can't figure out just what I did wrong.
I'll kill myself thinking about the things that you did to me,
Molly Connelly.

Can't stop thinking about what she did wrong to me.
Just can't figure out just what I did wrong.
Kill myself thinking about, things that you did to me,
Molly, Connelly,

Can't stop thinkin' bout
Just can't figure her out.
Kill myself thinking 'bout,
My Molly, Connelly.

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 Connelly

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