Donand't look now, things just got worse.
iand'm drunk again i swear this crescent is just a curse.
oh, i got here by killinand' off all my friends.
i think iand've figured it out: my life begins when the fun ends.
i got my wings, iand'm free to go as i please.
yeah, i got my wings now nothing really pleases me
and'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 donand't remember much about it.
when things start to feel right
you can count on me to start to doubt it.
and the deviland's not in the details, no the devil is in my pants
and itand's shoot first apologize later.
another quick and new sure shot romance
well i got what i wanted now i donand't want anything
yeah, i got what i wanted, now my life is just boring.
and'till everything falls apart
then i get to try to put it back together
yeah, it falls apart and you can count on that
you can count on that; bad weather this year.
I met god this afternoon ridinand' on an uptown train
i said, andquot;donand't you have better things to do?andquot;
he said, andquot;if i do my job what would you complain about?
so i let it go to hell, now iand'll have something to do.
he said, andquot;iand'll let it go to hell; does that sound familiar to you?andquot;
Well everything falls apart
then i get to try to put it back together
yeah it falls apart and 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
theyand're gonna take it all away from you
youand're gonna wake up, wake up, wake up,
scarecrow and find yourself lost again...
