Jeane

Jeane

The lowlife 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 is

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 it's a grave

But you still hope for greedy grace

As you tidy the place

But it will never be clean, Jeane

No heavenly choirs

Not for me and not for you

'Cause I think you know

I really think you know

I think you know the truth, Jeane

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried

Cash on the nail

It's just a fairy tale

And I don't believe in magic anymore, Jeane

'Cause I think you know

I really think you know

Oh, you know the truth, Jeane

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried and we failed

We tried

Oh, Jeane