Wish Jane Doe Jane Doe She said: "Come on down, come on down Come on down and break me down I've seen murder by the side of the road So tell me now: Does it get better down the (road)? Roadkill-honey put your finger on the trigger I'll do it all to you for some cigarettes and liquor Down to my last hope and dime Can you see how it shines We've got nothing left to lose She said: "There's no shame" There's no pain Where we're going to There's no need for names There's only one way for instant fame So what would it take To get your star on this yellow brick (road) Roadkill-sugar, I know where it hurts Gimme a razorblade for a picture in dirt Down to your last hope and dime Can you see how it shines When you've got nothing left to lose Nothing left to live for (She sets my) poetry in motion Feels like magic in my arms Poetry in motion Give me that voodoo charm I'm your medicine-man, show me what you can Nothing left to die for She said: "Come on down, come on down Come on down and break me down I've seen murder by the side of the road So tell me now: Does it get better down the (road)? Roadkill-honey put your finger on the trigger I'll do it all to you for some cigarettes and liquor Down to my last hope and dime Can you see how it shines We've got nothing left to lose Nothing left to die for (She sets my) poetry in motion Feels like magic in my arms Poetry in motion Give me that voodoo charm I'm your medicine-man, show me what you can Jane doe Since I heard your name I know Things will never be the same again South by Southwest 2000 miles down the interstate And I'm two more down the drain Looking for the substitute The roadsmell after the rain I'm in a thousand cities tonight, my love I'll be the universe tonight With my neon dreams & mescaline Let me take you for a ride And I don't need no cheap love in a cheap motel I need fire burning on my way to hell I've got ten dollars worth of happiness Hidden in the back of my car I've got ten dollars worth of cruelty So let me know where we are And I feed on cold sweat The smell of gasoline I'm the biggest motherfucking deathmachine That you've ever seen I've got ten dollars worth of happiness Hidden in the back of my car I've got ten dollars worth of cruelty So let me know where we are Down & out in Sun devil-city Down & out on higher grounds It's two A.M. and I'm fucked up big time The world we know still brings me down On my hands & on my knees I am this disease I am broken, I am sore I am bitter, I'm a whore I think you better knock on wood, baby Don't you know that everybody should ? Correspondences Dear Catherine, Writing you must be the hardest thing I ever did Forgive me, I couldn't tell you that I felt so complicated Release me Thought you'd help me with the voice inside my head But I was wrong I could tell you 'bout the many nights I spent alone And about all the insecurities that I have known But I just want to close my eyes, I'm so tired Think I've been talking to myself too many nights I am sorry, I am sorry (There's) nothing left for me to say I am sorry, I am sorry That I had to end this way This is my suitcase packed for better times And this is my favourite blade To cut me up on a Saturdaynight I guess these are the signs Did I mentions I've got a rare collection of dreams Hidden underneath my bed And wrapped in a newspaper in that old drawer Are all the words we never said Now we're at the end of the line I have to say I would have given it all for you But to end the line that's what I'm gonna do That's what I'm gonna do