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 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 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