Miss Madeline (Three Ways To Love Her)

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