Tekstovi: Golden Smog. Jane.

She came from a wealthy family
There were walls inside the walls
She walked the widow's walk, so all alone

She watched from every window
Darkened every door, saw her reflection
On every wave that hit the shore

Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?
Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?

Wandered off into the night
One eye closed, the other blind
Readin' the silver side of signs

Don't worry it's to late
Some rain, don't come down straight
Everything you had, you lost before

Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?
Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?

And when her scattered thoughts had died
The sand upon her feet had dried
Among chandeliers and sweet perfume

Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?
Jane, why don't you give a damn?
Jane, why don't you stay?