Marceline

She grew up, down the stairs
She had these, pink ribbons in her hair
She keeps on dreamin', but it's never gonna change
Can't find a reason, and she's got no one else to blame

Marceline, say goodbye
It hurts more when you cry
Marceline, understand

I'm not here to hold your hand
Marceline, you don't have to try
You got another guy
Marceline, understand
God damn I ain't your man

She made her way, through the town
It's too late, it's over now
Her lips are talking, but the words are all the same
Her boots are walking, back to those good old days

Oh Marceline, say goodbye
It hurts more when you cry
Marceline, understand

I'm not here to hold your hand
Marceline, you don't have to try
You got another guy

Marceline, understand
God damn I ain't your man
You know I ain't your man

You coulda had all my love
You shoulda had all my kids

You coulda had all my love (You coulda had all my love)
You shoulda had all my kids (You shoulda had all my kids)

You coulda had all my love (You coulda had all my love)
You shoulda had all my kids (You shoulda had all my kids)



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Richard Thomas, Nolan Dean Levine, Sam Lydston Plecker, Trevor James Sutton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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