I Burnt Your Clothes

I had no knife but myself,

It was me I cut but you bled as well

How could I help my dear sweet pretty one?

When I could not put down the gun.

And I don't know your name

Sweet baby Jane.

You'll find it unbelievable,

I left you in the hospital,

And you don't have a stitch to wear

'Cos the doctors cut the clothes right off your back

And guess what I don't care

About who or what or when or where

And Heaven knows;

I burnt your clothes.

That's it, there's no road left to run.

I spilt myself 'til I had none.

I grew thorns upon your path,

They struck not at your feet but at your heart.

Still don't know your name,

Sweet baby Jane.

You'll find it unbelievable,

I left you in the hospital,

And you don't have a stitch to wear

'Cos the doctors cut the clothes right off your back

And guess what I don't care

About who or what or when or where

And Heaven knows;

I burnt your clothes.

I howled outside your door,

I was the wolf but I'll return no more.

This life is black, and running through a

Heart that's cursed, I lost the best,

But can I lose the worst?

I'll soon know your name,

Sweet baby Jane.

You'll find it unbelievable,

I left you in the hospital,

And you don't have a stitch to wear

'Cos the doctors cut the clothes right off your back

And guess what I don't care

About who or what or when or where

And Heaven knows;

I burnt your clothes.

I burnt your clothes

Burnt your clothes

I know your name

Sweet baby Jane.