Jane Doe - The Black Halos

Just like a scab in the streets

I see you bleeding from your alley

And all you thought it would be

Sorry, baby, you can’t have me

'Cause you’re sinkin' so low, you’re going down

You’re sinking so low that

Yeah, you’re sinkin' so low, you can’t be found

You’re going down, yeah

And you’re saying to me

(And you’re saying to me)

You really need a better way of living

(A better way of living)

But it seems to me

(And it seems to me)

All you want is a better grip on life

(A better way of living)

And you’re saying to me

(And you’re saying to me)

You really need a better way of living

(A better way of living)

But it seems to me

(And it seems to me)

That all you’ve got is a better way to die

You’re crackers for me

Well, I can take you and I can leave you

And all you thought it would be

Sorry, baby, I can’t save you

'Cause you’re sinkin' so low, you’re going down

You’re sinking so low that

Yeah, you’re sinkin' so low, you can’t be found

You’re going down, yeah

And you’re saying to me

(And you’re saying to me)

You really need a better way of living

(A better way of living)

But it seems to me

(And it seems to me)

All you want is a better grip on life

(A better way of living)

And you’re saying to me

(And you’re saying to me)

You really need a better way of living

(A better way of living)

But it seems to me

(And it seems to me)

All you’ve got is a better way to die

A better way to die

A better way to die

A better way to die

'Cause you’re sinkin' so low, you’re going down

You’re sinking so low that

Yeah, you’re sinkin' so low, you can’t be found

And I’m tired of playing around

All you got is a dead end, way to die