Smiths - Jeane Lyrics
JeaneThe low-life has lost its appealAnd i'm tired of walking these streetsTo a room with its cupboards bareJeaneI'm not sure what happiness meansBut i look in your eyesAnd i knowOh ...That it isn't thereOh, we tried, and we failedOh, we tried, and we failedWe tried and we failedWe tried and we failedWe triedOh, jeaneThere's ice on the sink where we batheSo how can you call this a homeWhen you know it's a grave ?Yet you still have that greedy graceAs you tidy the placeBut it will never be cleanJeaneWe tried and we failedWe tried, and we failedWe tried and we failedWe tried and we failedAnd we triedOh ...Cash on the nailIt's just a fairytaleOh ...And i don't believe in magic anymoreJeaneBut i think you knowI really think you knowOh ...Oh yes, i think you know the truthJeaneOh ...No heavenly choirsNot for me and not for youBecause i think you knowI really think you knowOh ...I think you know the truthOh, jeaneWe tried, and we failedWe tried, and we failedWe tried and we failedWe tried and we failedWe tried