[Verse 1]
Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And I'm tired of walking these streets
To a room with its cupboard bare
Jeane
I'm not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes
And I know that it isn't there
[Chorus 1]
We tried, we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
[Verse 2]
Jeane
There's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it's a grave
But you still hold the greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it will never be clean, Jeane
Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And I'm tired of walking these streets
To a room with its cupboard bare
Jeane
I'm not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes
And I know that it isn't there
[Chorus 1]
We tried, we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
[Verse 2]
Jeane
There's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it's a grave
But you still hold the greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it will never be clean, Jeane
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