Jane

Jane, can you put me back?
I am in pieces
It's probably not serious, but
I'm white as a ghost, I am
I'm white as a ghost

In April, I clung to the floor
And in July
I called you up, drunk and alone
Now I'm feeling lost, I am
I'm feeling lost

December came
I felt the same
With curtains drawn
And cheap champagne
And wash this goddamn
Dirt off your hands

Are you in town?
Can you come round here?

Jane, can you put me back?
I am in pieces
It's probably not serious, but
I'm white as a ghost, I am
I'm white as a ghost



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