Daddy's home
for the first time in weeks
Got the dinner
on the table
Tell the kids
it's time to eat
And I made
my baby's favourite
But he didn't seem to care
I just tell myself
he's jet lagged
And I'm glad
to have him here
Then you showed me
a photo on Instagram
It was how you grabbed
your phone back
Right out of my hands
So I read your texts
And now I regret it
I can't get my head 'round
how you've been playing tennis
If it was just sex
I wouldn't be jealous
You won't play with me
And who's Madeline
I need to be alone
So I took myself to bed
I got a lot of information
That I can't even process
So I wrote a little email
And I told you what I saw
then you came up to the bedroom
And you made it all my fault
But you moved the goalposts
You've broken the rules
I tried to accommodate
But you took me for a fool
So I read your texts
And now I regret it
I can't get my head 'round
how you've been playing tennis
If it was just sex
I wouldn't be jealous
You won't play with me
And who the fuck is Madeline
Da dada dada dada
who's Madeline
Who's Madeline
Da dada dada dada
who's Madeline
Who's Madeline
Da dada dada dada
who's Madeline
Who's Madeline
Da dada dada dada
who's Madeline
No but who is Madeline
actually