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 Yeah, 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 Well, everything that falls apart baby Sooner or later gonna come back together Well, everything that comes together baby Sooner or later gonna fall apart And you can call it anything you want They're gonna take it all away from you You're gonna wake up, wake up, wake up Scarecrow and find yourself lost again