Madeline, Dear Video (MV)

Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Yelling your name at the top of my lungs
She took off fast
Not a bag packed
She left me on a Wednesday night

I didn't hear from her
For three weeks
Until a farmer found her curled up
Beneath one of his trees
Near the county line
He said, "I think it's time you run on home"
And that's what she did

But it wasn't long
Until again, she was gone
She made it all the way
To Ohio
Where she met a man
At some gas station
He had a motorbike
And he was headed to San Fran

And I can hear now
Oh, I can hear you now
Your laugh, giddy from freedom
The wind in your hair
And I'm sitting here
Same porch, same chair
Slowly dying
From cigarettes and beer

And I heard about
Oh, I heard about it
From your mother
She said that
You'd been arrested
In some dirty southern town
With a couple-three pounds
Of some kind of illegal substance, haaaaaaa
And you were with that man
With which you've got nothing in common
Except you both like Steely Dan and drugs
And I guess that's what you get
But I can forgive and forget

And I'm still waiting

On the same goddamn porch
In the same goddamn chair
Committing suicide
By means of cigarettes and beer
Same goddamn porch
In the same goddamn chair
Waiting for my Madeline, Dear

Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Yelling your name at the top of my lungs
She took off fast
Not a bag packed
She left me on a Wednesday night