Song | Miss Madeline (3 Ways To Love Her) |
Artist | Jackie Greene |
Album | Sweet Somewhere Bound |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Madelines naked, alone on her bed | |
Shes rotting herself to the core | |
Nobody knows what goes on in her head | |
Nobody cares anymore | |
She used to be young; a child of the sun, | |
Now shes searching the floor | |
And theres one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to get through her door | |
Madelines lonely, shes dying of thirst | |
Shes trying her best to be free | |
She says that shes sure that her soul has been cursed | |
Maybe just a little like me | |
She listens to voices; making her choices | |
Living a life she believes | |
And theres one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I see | |
Madelines makeup is smeared on her face | |
She looks like shes been burned in a fire | |
With her switchblade eyes and gun-metal grace, | |
She walks with her toes to the wire | |
Well the world keeps turning, her candles keep burning | |
Their flickering flame of desire | |
And theres one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to make you a liar | |
Madelines breathing her breath in the air | |
She circles the block once or twice | |
The cold winter wind has frozen her hair | |
But she wont take no advice | |
And she dont mind the pain, she calls it by name | |
Let go your virtue, your vice | |
And theres one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to tumble the dice | |
Madelines desperate, shes lost in the crowd | |
Shes somebody nobody would know | |
She walks with a purpose, so tall and so proud | |
But I know shes got no place to go | |
She tried like a train, to get out of the rain | |
But froze in the ice and the snow | |
And theres one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I know |
Madeline s naked, alone on her bed | |
She s rotting herself to the core | |
Nobody knows what goes on in her head | |
Nobody cares anymore | |
She used to be young a child of the sun, | |
Now she s searching the floor | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to get through her door | |
Madeline s lonely, she s dying of thirst | |
She s trying her best to be free | |
She says that she s sure that her soul has been cursed | |
Maybe just a little like me | |
She listens to voices making her choices | |
Living a life she believes | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I see | |
Madeline s makeup is smeared on her face | |
She looks like she s been burned in a fire | |
With her switchblade eyes and gunmetal grace, | |
She walks with her toes to the wire | |
Well the world keeps turning, her candles keep burning | |
Their flickering flame of desire | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to make you a liar | |
Madeline s breathing her breath in the air | |
She circles the block once or twice | |
The cold winter wind has frozen her hair | |
But she won t take no advice | |
And she don t mind the pain, she calls it by name | |
Let go your virtue, your vice | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to tumble the dice | |
Madeline s desperate, she s lost in the crowd | |
She s somebody nobody would know | |
She walks with a purpose, so tall and so proud | |
But I know she s got no place to go | |
She tried like a train, to get out of the rain | |
But froze in the ice and the snow | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I know |
Madeline s naked, alone on her bed | |
She s rotting herself to the core | |
Nobody knows what goes on in her head | |
Nobody cares anymore | |
She used to be young a child of the sun, | |
Now she s searching the floor | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to get through her door | |
Madeline s lonely, she s dying of thirst | |
She s trying her best to be free | |
She says that she s sure that her soul has been cursed | |
Maybe just a little like me | |
She listens to voices making her choices | |
Living a life she believes | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I see | |
Madeline s makeup is smeared on her face | |
She looks like she s been burned in a fire | |
With her switchblade eyes and gunmetal grace, | |
She walks with her toes to the wire | |
Well the world keeps turning, her candles keep burning | |
Their flickering flame of desire | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to make you a liar | |
Madeline s breathing her breath in the air | |
She circles the block once or twice | |
The cold winter wind has frozen her hair | |
But she won t take no advice | |
And she don t mind the pain, she calls it by name | |
Let go your virtue, your vice | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way to tumble the dice | |
Madeline s desperate, she s lost in the crowd | |
She s somebody nobody would know | |
She walks with a purpose, so tall and so proud | |
But I know she s got no place to go | |
She tried like a train, to get out of the rain | |
But froze in the ice and the snow | |
And there s one, two, three ways to love her | |
But one way is all that I know |