Testo di Vices

Saturday night I went to a show And I start asking where is Jane Doe? It doesn't matter what they say Why I can't get her off my way It doesn't matter what you say I will always love you anyway Anyway Oh what a mess Sunday morning I woke up feeling bored And where are you Jane love? Well I don’t have her anyway It doesn't matter what I say I’d run the world just to see your face I want to find you all over the place Help me, I need to get her off my mind Help me, I need to get her off I was diagnosed With this passion And I now it's sicking my ass out To the doctors tried to help me out But my heart it's cool with Some aggression But I was just searching for you But I don't have any fucking clue Help me, I need to get her off my mind Help me, I need to get her off So help me, I need to get her off my mind Tell me, I need to get her off Help me, I need to get her off I need to get her off I need to get her off I need to get her off