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I don't think she had a plan Just wanted to be broken from that broken man So every answer she left in July Slow talk for a fast goodbye I don't think he cared too much Little private school boy, never gave a fuck All he ever needed was a rut Some warm thing to feel like love Well, she's got leather on her shoulders now She's been playing in a bar downtown Don't you waste it on a lazy crowd Madeline I don't think she liked the noise Liquor-covered pavements and that smokey voice Wondering if she'll play a song he knows Big chin and a hook too slow On a bus to Saint Louis Trading books with strangers in their seventies Hoping she might honor their mistakes Might cherish her own someday Well, she's got tattoos on her shoulders now She's been sleeping on the old man's couch Don't you trade it for a big white house Letras de cancionesMadeline I don't think she had a plan Little girls and anger always dance their dance Even with no growing pains at all Those shoes can still feel small Well, she's got addicts round her shoulders now And they've been saving for the first [?] Don't you waste it on a one-way down Madeline Madeline From Letras Mania