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
Because 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,
But Molly Connolly ruined my life. I thought the world should know.
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.
I'll kill myself! I'll kill myself! I'll kill myself
Lyrics submitted by AllStarMe
"Every Man Has a Molly" as written by Max Bemis
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