Molly's at the laundromat
Trying to forget her dad
Things were so much better then
He'd beat her and he'd leave her for dead, again
And I don't care 'bout people who burn their bridges
I remember watching these things on Simpsons
Pulling on her hair
I got thirty stitches
Nothing ever works out right
Her sister and her cousin Dan
Naked in her pool again
Her mother's on the telephone
Tells her to take care of it all, it all
And i don't care 'bout people who burn their bridges
I remember watching these things on Simpsons
Pulling on her hair I got thirty stitches
Nothing ever works out right
Nothing ever works out right
When you're around
He wants more
Another ticket at the door
And what's there?
Another cross for you to bear
He wants more
Another road for you to crawl on
And what's fair?
At least you're living your life well
At least you're living your life well
At least you're living your life well