Jane Fakes A Hug

jane fakes a hug / she throws herself down on the rug
whatÂ's wrong / my dragging days are whipping long
i canÂ't go on / time chained friendless / oh jane i thought / letÂ's end this
iÂ'd tell her more my thinking
but sheÂ'd just stare back blinking
canÂ't find attraction hate our new house
she donÂ't get / she donÂ't get my work
janeÂ's made me flirt / in fact iÂ've met this girl, annette
i made a pass my lifeÂ's a crumbled mess
i took the girlÂ's address
she just broke up with paul and i think jane knows her
boredom crept up and found me
temptation follows mounts me
our oaths our realty a good job a husband
a husband or what / christ, jane, iÂ'm not, i never was
she turns spits out / weÂ're done get out / i wanna say good luck
but i donÂ't wanna hold you up
you bastard son of dirt
canÂ't picture our house without you
two aprils go / iÂ'd / offer all to god on high
tell why / i got this far with none for wife
this charming life / i canÂ't un-jane me
she married paul / that fall / aprils ago