Madeline

Madeline
You stand like a statue
Holding a cup of cheap red wine
You ain't fooling everyone
Past midnight
These parties have such a terrifying vibe
I'm not surprised if lately you've had enough

The person you used to find
Hidden in the crowds
Of shit talk, fashion, and borrowed lines
That might've been just a sort of cheap disguise
That took your place while you tried to hide
A mile behind your eyes

The feeling dies
And it floats on by
Suddenly you're sure
That the dance beat's ticking away your time
And wasn't there something else you wanted to find?
Before you lost yourself again
Again

Madeline
I would be happy to drive you home tonight
You can shake it off and let it go tonight
I would be happy to drive you home



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Elam
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