Madeline
Madeline - White Flag lyrics
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No anecdote was ever wrote that could cure her worried mind It's hard to believe that a soul has received a pain of a familiar kind But I think that it could get better and I think that we've seen the worst And if it takes a couple drinks to get the devil off your sleeve, well honey God knows you won't be the first No, baby don't cry, no, don't hang your head from me It's a matter of time, it's a matter of getting by NO, baby don't cry, no, don't hang your head from me It's a matter of time, it's a matter of getting by Don't forget to miss me, he said, 'what the hell's going on?' I knew this day might be someday, baby, I'm not ready put your white flag down Cause I think that this could get better and I think that we'll be just fine But if someone's gotta call it, baby, hand me the bottle It's been bad for a long long time No, baby don't cry, no, don't hang your head from me It's a matter of time, it's a matter of getting by No, baby don't cry, no, don't hang your head from me It's a matter of time, it's a matter of getting by No, baby don't cry, no, don't hang your head from me It's a matter of time, it's a matter of getting by