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Joe, Jack and Mary Jane Lyrics

Was it all a lie?

Pretending to care

Using me for their own gain

Of course, why would this be fair?


The golden boy is starting to rust

There’s no one that I can trust

But just as I hit despair

My best friends are always there


There...there...there...there


Joe, Jack and Mary Jane

Are here to remind me I’m not insane

Paging Dr. Molly, this patient needs the Caine

And while you’re at it do you mind stopping the rain


Look at that, my friends are here

Won’t catch me breaking down, won’t shed a tear

Any time I feel the pain

I turn to Joe...Jack...and Mary Jane


The pain disappeared

Never felt like that before

But now they’re gone, it feels worse

Christ, give me more


Artificial paradise

I don’t care, it feels too nice

All I see is the blackest night

My friends are here to set this right


Right...right...right...right


Joe, Jack and Mary Jane

Are here to remind me I’m not insane

Paging Dr. Molly, this patient needs the Caine

And while you’re at it do you mind stopping the rain


Look at that my friends are here

Won’t catch me breaking down, won’t shed a tear

Any time I feel the pain

I turn to Joe...Jack...and Mary Jane


What am I doing, how’d I end up here?

How’d these crutches become my career?

I swore I’d never be this kind of person

I need to cut this off and face my demons


I’ve never faced something so dark

And I’m all alone with this forsaken heart

Well at least I still have one companion

The kind Joe, Jack and Mary Jane can’t imagine

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