Plain Jane Heroin (Live in Amsterdam)

There's a stain upon the couch from where I tried to get you high

There’s a bruise upon my leg again

I thought we were makin’ love, but you were stickin' it in my thigh

Now I can't feel my face again

I'm hooked on the Plain Jane Heroin

I'm hooked on the Plain Jane Heroin

I will never be the same

Without you, Jane

And your heroin

I thought I could dabble with you once or twice a week

Yeah, I was in control of it

But now I'm swaying backwards with no shoes upon my feet

And I can’t keep a hold of it

Oh, I tried to mess with Mary just to get Jane off my mind

But all it did was make the pain get worse

Medicate the symptom and you'll never solve the crime

'Till you pick yourself up off the floor

Twenty-eight months sober and the days are all the same

The sun goes up and down again

But when I think about the way she felt inside my veins

I get bags under my eyes again

Oh Jane, Oh Jane

I’ll never be the same