Molly from OPT OUT by The Skirts

dodging glances on the train,
like you don't know me.
second chances are to blame,
and we're getting antsy.
i'm the one who feeds the flame,
yeah, it's so easy;
but once we've called this thing by name,
you can see it plainly:

but, molly,
you left with someone new--
if this is what you're gonna do,
then i can't be with you.
yeah, molly,
it's like i've said before:
when love becomes a chore,
then i can't see you anymore.

it's so impractical to say
that feelings guide us,
when what's more rational, of late,
is deep inside of
the ones we've gone and locked away,
(so no reminders),
it's scary what gets seen to stay
without your blinders:

but, molly,
you left with someone new--
if this is what you're gonna do,
then i can't be with you.
yeah, molly,
it's like i've said before:
when love becomes a chore,
then i can't see you anymore.

i could have told you sooner;
the best is all i do for
the ones who stay aloof, or,
the one whom i am drawn toward...

but, molly,
you left with someone new--
if this is what you're gonna do,
then i can't be with you.
yeah, molly,
it's like i've said before:
when love becomes a chore,
then i can't see you anymore.

yeah, molly, i can't see you anymore.

• Pop
• femmepop
• folk
• folk pop
• folk punk
• garagepop
• Philadelphia