Marceline

She grew up, down the stairs She had these pink ribbons in her hair She keeps on dreaming 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 Oh, Marceline, understand Goddamn I ain't your man (Oh, Marceline) She made her way through the town It's too late, it's over now Her lips start 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 Oh, Marceline, understand Goddamn I ain't your man You know I ain't your man You could've had all my love Should've had all my kids Could've had all my love (could've had all my love) Should've had all my kids (should've had all my kids) Could've had all my love (could've had all my love) Should've had all my kids (Oh, Marceline) (You didn't have to go) (Oh, oh, Marceline!) (Oh, my love!)