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 steal things 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 is tired 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk

　　Jane

　　Jane