I met Molly in a small Wisconsin Bar
She ordered 21 tequilas
Her hair was red and she had tattoos on her arms
She said "I'm sort of pleased to meet ya"
I met Charlie in a college lecture hall
Thought we were friends until he threw me
Under the bus with just the road to break my fall
Then he ran away with Molly
On the inside
You're still wearing your cloths
Protection
Your blood is running cold
Your heartbeat is skipping like a stone
I met Molly at a punk show in Cape Town
She ordered me a double whiskey
She had a PHD in dragging fools around
Wish I knew before she kissed me
On the inside
You're still wearing your cloths
Protection
Your blood is running cold
Your heartbeat is skipping like a stone
You're damaged goods
You're damaged goods to me
