Here’s my reality show, I’m standing on a backstreet bridge
Wandering that if I jump in is anybody gonna miss me?
They say I have a drinking problem, probably slept with everybody and their cousin
Wasn’t washed in the flood; I’m gonna find my body after the flood.
Whoa, leaping in the water, trouble daughter, precious soul
Reach, reach for me, ‘cause I wanna be more than Jane Doe.
More than Jane Doe.
Here’s my reality show, I ran away when I was fifteen
Living on the streets, smoking and drink, did you really come and looking for me?
‘Cause nobody wants to know the real reason why I had to go
Sometimes the truth is just too damn close to wrong.
Whoa, leaping in the water, trouble daughter, precious soul
Reach, reach for me, ‘cause I wanna be more than Jane Doe.
Do you remember, I was your baby girl
Putting in VCR and watch me twill
In a hamy down princess costume
Everyone smiling in the room.
Whoa, sinking in the water, trouble daughter, precious soul
Reach, reach for me, ‘cause I wanna be more than Jane Doe.
More than Jane Doe.