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!