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 my hair Jane, divided, but I can't decide which 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 Still 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 her school and work Jane is tired 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk Jane, Jane