If it's not in her best interest, then it shouldn't be in mine
Fragile at the hinges, pages falling off the spine
Though you worry, warned you, used to beat into the punch
A dead-eyed fortune teller is not wisdom, it's a hunch
Don't turn your back, she'll let you win
She'll pull your card from the dregs again
Open your scar, peel back your skin
How come the smoke is saying, Madeleine?
Madeleine, Madeleine, no
Madeleine, Madeleine, no, oh-whoa
Once upon a whim, she taught the foxes to be sly
Her letter signed with ink she spilled to darken our night sky
She's slippin' through the purple rain, she's always on the hunt
Diggin' through the conjuring, then I'll find the junk, mm-mm
Don't turn your back, she'll let you win
She'll pull your card from the dregs again
Open your scar, peel back your skin
How come the smoke is saying, Madeleine?
Madeleine, Madeleine, no
Madeleine, Madeleine, no, oh-whoa
Coming clean to state the obvious
'Cause to break a fever you must let it rise, oh-whoa
The disease ain't what you thought it was
You've been staring in the mirror through the eyes of a widowed angel
Don't turn your back, she'll let you win
She'll pull your card from the dregs again
Open your scar, peel back your skin
How come the smoke is saying, Madeleine?
Madeleine, Madeleine, no
Madeleine, Madeleine, no, oh-whoa
Help, faster, help
Help, faster, help
Help, faster, help
Help, faster, help
