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