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 god-damned kids had best be gracious with the 

merch money you spend 

'Cause 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 skies took the needle to my eye 

Sucked out all its glow, whoa-oa-oa 

Molly Connelly ruined my life 

I thought the world should know... 

Ho-oh! 



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

Can't figure out just what I did wrong 

I kill myself thinkin' 'bout things that you do to me 

Molly Connelly 



(I 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 Connelly 

Can't see! 



Can't stop thinkin' 'bout 

Just can't figure her out 

Kill myself thinkin' 'bout 

My MollyConnelly 



(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 yourself thinkin' 'bout it) 

I'll kill myself, I'll kill myself 

(Molly Connelly) 

I'll kill myself!