Madison

Verse 1 Says she’s found the perfect shade, Orders samples, then upgrades. Loves it now but give it time, Tomorrow she’ll redesign. Starts a plan before it’s through, Already onto something new. I say, “Babe, let’s leave this one.” She says, “No.” That means it’s done. ⸻ Chorus Start it up — don’t see it through, New idea by half past two. Half done wall, brand new theme, Living in a Pinterest dream. Keyboard out, mouse in hand? No. She’s got another plan. Big ideas and one more fix — There goes gaming time for Nick. ⸻ Verse 2 Ward three shift, tea cart roll, Patient said, “That’s not my goal.” Pulled a face, said, “That’s no good.” I said, “I’ll drink it — think I should.” Was engaged… well, off and on, Bit of a grey line going on. One bad brew and sparks flew quick — That’s how she ended up with Nick. Funny thing — here’s the twist, She can’t stand the way I brew mine. ⸻ Chorus Start it up — don’t see it through, New idea by half past two. Half done wall, brand new theme, Living in a Pinterest dream. Keyboard out, mouse in hand? No. She’s got another plan. Big ideas and one more fix — There goes gaming time for Nick. ⸻ Verse 3 Dementia ward, she held her ground, Shouting halls and chaos all around. Long hard shifts most wouldn’t choose, Still she walked in those N.H.S. shoes. Bruised but smiling through it all, First on scene when someone falls. Stopping doors shoved tight with chairs, Old folks getting busy upstairs. ⸻ Chorus Start it up — don’t see it through, New idea by half past two. Half done wall, brand new theme, Living in a Pinterest dream. Keyboard out, mouse in hand? No. She’s got another plan. Big ideas and one more fix — There goes gaming time for Nick. ⸻ Verse 4 Girls’ room painted twice last year, Still “not what I wanted here.” Utility floor still unfinished there, Wallpaper waiting for that wall to wear. Master bedroom ceiling half in white, Roller parked mid Sunday night. Kitchen tiles she chose with pride — Now she wants them re-designed. I say, “Please, let’s keep this one.” She’s already onto the next rerun. Food waste by the back door sits, Spaghetti bowl that always hits. Keeps her mates in tea and biscuits stocked, Keeps the local trades well booked and blocked. Plant pot flying at Alfie’s head, “All brothers are evil,” she’s said. Sister Tyler gets mentioned quick — She’s the one with the webbed feet trick. Thinks her forehead’s undersized — But her love? That’s supersized. ⸻ Final Chorus Start it up — don’t see it through, New idea by half past two. Half done wall, brand new theme, Living in a Pinterest dream. Keyboard out, mouse in hand? No. She’s got another plan. Big ideas and one more fix — There goes gaming time for Nick. ⸻ Outro [Male humming softly] Hmmmm… mm-mm… mmm-mm-mm… [Female voice, spoken] No. Stop humming, Nick.