Madelyn

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Madelyn, I share your hate for 
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this world we're in
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But it makes me a better man; It's 
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an excuse that you make.
    C                              
And Madelyn, I know you want to let
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 the bottles in.
                              Am
I know you think that they're all 
your friends.
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They're lying straight to your face.
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I know about the devil in your 
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bloodstream; I know that the 
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ghosts still visit nightly.
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I know it must get lonely by the 
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Chesapeake.


[Verse 2]

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C                        G       
Madelyn, are you really afraid of
                      Am           
 death or do you just say it if 
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it's the right thing to say?
C                                 
Madelyn, I know you're safe where 
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you lay your head
                 Am                
But if you wanted to come back, 
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I've got a place you could stay.
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If I'm not doing right by my 
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family, then what's the point of 
          Dm   Em
it anyway. . .anyway.


[Verse 3]

                        C          
I don't think there's a god; I 
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don't think that there's someone 
coming to save us
      Am                     G    
And I don't think that's the worst
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 news of the day;
                        C          
I don't think there's a god. I 
                     G
don't think that there's someone 
coming to save me
            Am               G    
And I don't think that's the worst
             F
 news of the day.


[Verse 4]

C                        G
Madelyn, I know how your cold scars 
turn purple.
               Am                  
I know how the Irish goodbyes feel.
                     F
 I know where you've been
    C                           G
And Madelyn, you and I got this East
 Coast blood between us.
     Am                          
It's bitter and vitriolic; I know 
        F
how it ends.
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If I'm not doing right by my 
family... oh, I'm not doing right by
 family.