Jane Doe

[Verse 1]
Good grief
Could a killer be a saint?
If they're fighting for the same thing
A finger on the vein

Crooked teeth
Wearing braces for the vanity
If you dare have imperfections
They'll go swallow your humanity

[Chorus]
Jane Doe
You know how it goes
If you ever make a sound
You'll never make it to the court

Slow down
Feel that lump in your throat?
Try not to choke
'Cause you're lucky you can feel at all, oh

Jane Doe
You know how it goes
If you ever make a sound
You'll never make it to the court

Slow down
Feel that lump in your throat?
Try not to choke
'Cause you're lucky you can feel at all