do what it takes to make it through

the day

to be alright, not bad, just fine

for most of us most Of the time



- wait 'till when she'll pretend

that you know it's the end-

(& i'd say)



i can still taste

your breath upon my face

she's everywhere

i've seen enough

i'll always be

some kind of wussypuff

I'm turning out the lights

i'm wound too tight

can't sleep

been on my knees

so long i can't find my feet



do what it takes to make it through

the day



to be alright, not bad, just fine

for most of us most Of the time



- wait 'till when she'll pretend

that you know it's the end-

(& i'd say)



i can still taste

your breath upon my face

she's everywhere

i've seen enough

she'll always be

my little wussypuff

I'm stahling out again

i'm staying up on ephidrin

can't sleep

been on my knees

so long i can't find my feet



(a stick, a stone, it's the end of

the road, it's the rest of a stump,

it's a little alone, it's a sliver of

glass, it is life, it's the sun, it's the

night, it is death, it's the trap, it's

the gun)



molly's lips and fingertips