Jeane
Jeane,
the low life has lost its appeal
And I'm tired of walking these streets
to a room with its cupboards bare
Jeane,
I'm not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes and I know
that it isn't there
We tried, we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
Jeane,
there is ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
when you know it's a grave
But you still hold that greedy grace
as you tidy the place
But it will never be clean
Jeane,
we tried, we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
Cash on the nail
It's just a fairytale
And I don't believe in magic anymore
But I think you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth
Jeane,
no heavenly choirs, not for me and not for you
Because I think that you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth,
Jeane,
that we tried and we failed
That we tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
