juliana hatfield
swan song
You were gonna let me go No guts to tell me yourself Go ahead and rub my nose in it You can't fire me because I quit  You make me feel invisible Well, surely you see me now Stretched out on the floor of your house Foaming at the mouth With a needle in my arm Next to a smoking gun And an empty razor case And a note that says :  Dear jack I hate you. love, Diane Dear jack I hate you. love, Diane Dear jack I hate you I said yeah yeah yeah whoa.  The neighborhood is gonna watch me As I create the great finale A perfect swan dive out the window Crash the car off the road  You're not gonna miss me But you're gonna remember my body Crumpled in a heap in the middle of your street.  Clean up your mess  Clean up your mess Clean up your mess Clean up your mess  Finally you're carrying me Over the threshold try to revive me With a cold compress but it's too late I guess your best just isn't good enough When every warm embrace It was a selfish act And every smiling face It was a trap You shit You stabbed me in the back  Dear jack I hate you. love, Diane Dear jack I hate you. love, Diane Dear jack I hate you I said yeah yeah yeah whoa.  Clean up my mess Clean up my mess Clean up my mess Clean up my mess