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 and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried... Oh Jeane... There's ice on the sink where we bathe So how can you call this a home When you know its a grave Yet you still have that greedy grace... As you tidy the place But it will never be clean... Jeane We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried... Gash on the nail Its just a fairytale... And I don't believe in magic anymore, Jeane... But I think you know, I really think you know Oh yes I think you know the truth, Jeane No heavenly choirs not for me And no not for you Because I think you know I really think you know I think you know the truth Oh Jeane We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried...