Everything Falls Apart

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 pants
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»
he said, «I let it go to Hell,
does that sound familiar to you?
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
Everything that falls apart baby,
sooner or later gonna come back together
Well everything that comes together baby,
sooner or later falls apart