Jane, Jane, go away
Too many things to do today
I should’ve known, that your heart was gone
I should’ve known it when you said we had to talk
You could’ve called me a moron
You could’ve told me the world was gonna end
You could’ve called me a loser
Why’d you have to call me your friend?
Jane, Jane, there you go
You get frustrated and the anger flows
You spend three hours speaking your mind
We’ve had this conversation a million times
You could’ve said it was over
You could’ve said that you won’t see me again
You could’ve called me a low life
Why’d you have to call me your...
Friends and lovers
They lie endlessly
Only enemies...
I can’t get enlightened, make it right
Change receptions overnight
Get into a happy place
Smile and make a friendly face
I couldn’t make this thing work in the end
So what the hell on earth makes you think I can be your friend?
You could’ve called me a loser
You could’ve said that you won’t see me again
You could’ve said it was over
Jane…
You could’ve called me a
Low life loser, Alcohol abuser
Ill-tempered and maladjusted, neurotic and self destructive
Stupid, selfish, vacant, angry and impatient
Unmotivated, lazy, two shots away from crazy
Prone to swingin’ bad moods, asshole with an attitude
Nihilistic, too repressed, insecure, self-obsessed
Always out to offend, one way street to dead end
Jane, call it quits, but don’t call me your friend
Friends and lovers
They lie endlessly
Only enemies...
Tell the truth, they say
Friends and lovers
They lie endlessly
Only enemies...