Jane

Greg Connor

Sitting on a bar stool thinking about Jane
I wonder if she still remembers my name
It’s been a long time as you might guess
Last time I saw her it was quite a mess

She called me names and made it clear
She blew me a kiss in the rear view mirror
Spun the tires and laid down tracks
I kinda miss her and I want her back

Jane, and those endless fights
Jane, those lonely nights
Jane, all my money’s gone
Everything I own out on the lawn
Jane, why can’t you see
Jane, it was meant to be
Jane, please say it’s true
Are you thinking about me like I am you

I still remember what broke us up
You called me names and I had enough
I dug down deep, stood up to you
To my surprise you say we’re through