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Jane they fell in love-

With how hard you were to satisfy 

you knew they wanted to find out where

The fire lived behind your eyes

And just so they could snuff it out,

Did you get sick of all the games?

You wanted to live out on the streets

You didn't want to have a name.

Jane the girls were jealous 

Of every single head you turned, 

And all the boys that you had kissed

And all the lessons you had learned

But they didn't see the sadness

And they didn't know the weight 

Of carrying so much beauty 

and carrying so much pain

Jane I heard you gave into it all 

San diego stripper, holes inside your nose. 

Girl you just went until you had gone

You couldn't hold your secrets, 

You couldn't stop doing wrong.