Son Of The South - The Afghan Whigs

Jane had a bottle of pills she kept beside her bed

She took a couple when the sky came falling down

«What do you see in me», she used to say out loud

I see myself in a year if I’m still around

And I don’t feed the doll no no, no no, no no

Jane used to touch herself to make it go away

The loneliness that would follow her all around

And hold her pretty hand and wanna be her friend

And hold the ceiling when the sky came falling down

I don’t really need you but since you’re here

Tell me all about yourself my dear, are you queer?

Tell about it, tell about it

Tell about it, tell about it, tell about it

What happened to your wrists, do you need some help

I can’t be checking on you like this all the time

You want some help, you need somebody

So you know you ain’t gonna be mine

no no, no no, no