| 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 |