作曲 : The Wonder Years
Madelyn, I share your hate for this world we're in
But it makes me a better man
It's an excuse that you make
And Madelyn, I know you want to let the bottles in
I know you think that they're all your friends
They're lying straight to your face
Well, I know about the devil in your bloodstream
And I know that the ghosts still visit nightly
Well, I know it must get lonely by the Chesapeake
And Madelyn, Are you really afraid of death?
Or do you just say it if it's the right thing to say?
And Madelyn, I know you're safe where you lay your head
But if you wanted to come back, I've got a place you could stay
If I'm not doing right by my family
Well then what's the point of it anyway?
Of this anyway
I don't think there's a god
I don't think that there's someone coming to save us
And I don't think that's the worst news of the day
I don't think there's a god
I don't think that there's someone coming to save me
And I don't think that's the worst news of the day
So Madelyn, I know how your cold scars turn purple
I know how the Irish goodbyes feel
I know where you've been
And Madelyn, you and I got this East Coast blood between us
Oh, It's bitter and vitriolic, I know how it ends
Oh
If I'm not doing right by my family
Oh, I'm not doing right by family