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)