Poor Jane, poor Jane, you know that everything's gotta changePoor Jane, poor Jane, but don't you bend the rules of the gameYou're always pain in the town, you never seem to calm downThere's less of the quiet and too much of the strangePoor Jane, everybody wants to know youPoor Jane, poor Jane, so there's always someone you can turn toBe a cop between the James and the Rays, they give you such unstoppable praiseBut what they say ain't always what they doOh, poor JaneIn this world, everybody wants to be lovedBut is it not enough to love yourself?You say you don't go with the flowBecause you never knowYou dip your toe and create a little luckYou never know where you might end upPoor Jane, poor Jane, I know you're kinda rightBut I say it againThat I'll be good about itI'll keep my balance rightFor it never seems too longBefore it all goes wrongWell, I love you and I hate to see you cryOh, poor JaneWell, I love you and I hate to see you cryOh, poor JaneThere's less of the quiet and too much of the strangeThere's less of the quiet and too much of the strangeAnd I'm just trying to keep my sounds backyou