[Verse 1]
Molly I love you, you light up the room
Just place a pebble in your pocket and spin it if anxiety looms
We're out in the country, feels like we're out of the gloom
Right where you built a home for you, and for rest of us too

[Refrain]
Still I can hardly face it
This place will be gone kinda soon

[Verse 2]
Late in December, we're here like flies on a wound
Where I drank myself sick off of the wine you made here just last June
But bullshit and courtesy, go hand in hand down here too
Well, I had better watch my tongue up by the house, or else it'll get back to you

[Refrain]
Still I can hardly face it
This place will be gone kinda soon