Lyrics:

Don't look now,

things just got worse

I'm drunk again,

I swear this crescent--is just a curse



I got here by killing off all my friends

I think I figured it out - my life begins when the fun ends



I've got my wings,

I'm free to go as I please

Yeah, I got my wings,

now nothing really pleases me 'til



Everything falls apart,

then I get to try to put it back together

Everything falls apart,

and you can count on that like 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,

the devil is in my hands

It's shoot first, apologize later,

another quick end to a short shod romance



I got what I wanted,

now I don't want anything

I got what I wanted,

now my life is just boring 'til



Everything falls apart,

then I get to try to put it back together

Everything falls apart

and you can count on that, you can count on bad,

bad weather this year



I met God this afternoon

Riding 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

I let it go to Hell,

does that sound familiar to you?



Everything falls apart,

then I get to try to put it back together

Everything falls apart

and you can count on that,you can count on bad,

bad weather



Everything that falls apart,

sooner or later gonna come back together

Everything that comes together,

sooner or later falls apart