Don’t look now, things just got worse.
I’m drunk again, I swear this crescent is just a curse.
Oh, I got here by killin’ off all my friends.
I think I’ve figured it out: my life begins when the fun ends.

I got my wings, I’m free to go as I please.
Yeah, I got my wings, now nothing really pleases me

Till everything falls apart,
Then I get to try to put it back together
Yeah, it falls apart you can count on that
You can count on bad, bad weather again

Was it good? I don’t remember much about it.
When things start to feel right
You can count on me to start to doubt it.
The devil’s not in the details, no the devil is in my pants
And it’s shoot first, apologize later.
Another quick and new sure shot romance

Well I got what I wanted now I don’t want anything
Yeah, I got what I wanted, now my life is just boring.

Till everything falls apart,
Then I get to try to put it back together
Yeah, it falls apart you can count on that
You can count on that; bad weather this year

I met God this afternoon ridin’ on an uptown train
I said, “Don’t you have better things to do?”
He said, “If I do my job what would you complain about?
So I let it go to Hell, now I’ll have something to do.
He said, “I’ll let it go to hell; does that sound familiar to you?”

Everything falls apart,
Then I get to try to put it back together
Yeah, it falls apart you can count on that
You can count on bad, bad weather

Well, everything that falls apart, baby,
Sooner or later gonna come back together
Well, everything that comes together, hey,
Sooner or later gonna fall apart again
And you can call it anything you want
They’re gonna take it all away from you
You’re gonna wake up, wake up, wake up,
And find yourself lost again