Jaded Counting Crows

[Verse 1]
Happy birthday, baby
What's it going to be?
Monday morning with a hurricane warning
Oh well, I guess you've got yourself to please
Jaded, faded

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't want to be afraid
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be your slave
Saw you peeking round my garden gate
I thought you'd liked what you'd seen
So I said, "Darling, if you want a little of these peaches
Just come on and shake my tree"
Jaded, faded

[Chorus]
I don't want to be your slave
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be afraid
Every waking hour
We break down in different combinations
We spin around in smaller constellations
Took a ride on the love wheel
Scary, scary go-round and around
Honey, honey, I don't want none of your money
I just want off before we hit the ground
Jaded, faded