Molly Said

Molly said Man I think I have a fever Didn't take much But nobody believed her I believe her now Moved to the city Shacked up together Molly made a vow To stay young forever And that came true somehow Drinking on Mondays Crying on subways Falling for good lays With shady friends But ain't it a fine line Too much of a good time Underground clubs and hazy concoctions Sex in the shower to sweat out the toxins And cigarettes at dawn How a moment can turn to a chapter When somebody you love joins the afterlife What should I do with her phone Now I'm drinking on Mondays Crying on subways Falling for good lays With shitty friends But ain't it a fine line Too much of a good time Go Go where you need to go Can't stand to see you throw Throw it all away But I know All that you've been through Your ghost Hangs in my rearview and oh We'll talk it through someday Someday