Little Janie
(The stuff above the verses are just the signal for riff changes. They were for my band. Lol, too lazy to go through and delete them. :P)
(R1)
She was a young girl
Went by the name of Janie
And People added “Little”
To her name
With her red hair
Straight without a curl
Her and her innocence
Were one and the same
(R1)
It was a long day
For Little Janie
So she went upstairs
To draw a bath.
She took off her shirt
Saw her bruises in the mirror
Underneath a mix of
Blood and dirt.
(R2)
They had come about
By the bastard she called daddy.
What else can I say?
This never would’ve happened
If her eyes were on the floor
And she didn’t look at him
The wrong way
(R1)
She sat there
Curled up in a ball
As hot water heated her skin.
And her warm blood
Trickled down her wrist
She never could seem to win
(R1)
She held her breath
Ducked her head under the surface
As the water turned to red.
She clinched her eyes shut
And let out a scream.
She wanted it all out
Of her head!
(R2)
Little Janie walked across the floor.
Climbed in her bed
And someone opened her door.
Her daddy walked in with that look
On his face
And Janie knew he was dreaming
From his Waist!
(R2)
He crawled in her bed
And put his hand on her hip.
Little Janie started quivering her lip.
She yelled, “Please Stop!”
But he didn’t care.
He created this hellish nightmare!
(R1)
Janie died
Late one night
It was an overdose.
Clear as daylight.
But was it on purpose
Who can say?
She had to handle it
Her own way
(R3)
But there’s something
You didn’t know before
And that’s that this same thing
Happened just next door.
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