The girl works at the store sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
it wasn´t long before I lived with her
I sang her songs while she dyed her hair

Jane, divided, but I can´t decide what side I´m on
Jane decided only cowards stay, while traitors run
Jane, Jane

I´d bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh
She thought that I was making fun of her
She made me feel I was fourteen again
That´s why she thinks it´s cooler if we´d just stay friends
Jane doesn´t think a man could ever be faithful
Jane isn´t giving me a chance to be shameful
Jane, Jane

I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday
That life could be better by being together
is what I cannot explain to Jane

The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there
No promises as vague as Heaven
No Juliana next to my Evan

Jane, desired by the people at the school and work
Jane is tired, ´cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk
Jane, Jane