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Hating Jeanna.

Her name is Jeanna and she was my friend…
Her name is the only thing she has left.
I just remember her last look back,
Her eye with a tear in it her smile and… her broken leg.

She fell…
She hated me because of my last words
And she was crying on my shoulder but
I felt then something in my heart... it hurt
My jacket became wet. It was bleeding there – my heart!

She told that I’ve beaten her up in a fit of rage
She was lying and smiling inside!
She said she was like а bird in the cage
She posed as a victim… They believed her – they’re blind!

My Jeanna seemed to be a pretty girl
But in fact she’s a maniac and а freak
And now she is playing her heartless role
And nobody would care that it’s a mere trick

I said: “Jeanna, you know, you should go!”
But she had her own point of view.
She said: “No! I'm not goin' anywhere! Oh, no!
You shouldn't have… said… that!”

Her name is Jeanna and she was my friend…
Her name is the only thing she has left.
I just remember her last look back,
Her eye with a tear in it… her smile and her broken leg.

I love you, but I cannot stay with you!
Because your madness is killing me!
You see, my Jeanna, I’m afraid of you,
Of your maniacal look when you’re smiling free.

Your obsession with me was insufferable
I can’t remember anything we did apart!
And now the man in blue takes her away
And I am lying here in a pool of my blood.

Her name is Jeanna and she was my friend…
Her name is the only thing she has left.
I just remember her last look back,
Her eye with a tear in it… her smile and her broken leg.

And everyone will know
And they’ll believe this show
And everyone will believe because they live this show!
She’s beaten herself up and even broken her own leg
She’s beaten herself up and even broken her own leg

To make them all believe…
To make them all believe…
To make them all believe…
…that I am a monster. Oh, no!

And suddenly I turn to nothing.
My darling… she is screaming and laughing.
She’s screaming and laughing, she’s screaming.
And in her embraces I’m bleeding.

I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding.
She’s screaming and laughing, she’s screaming.

And for my death here I’m waiting
I’m hating Jeanna. I’m hating.

Her name is Jeanna and she was my friend…
Her name is the only thing she has left.
I just remember_ her last look back,
Her eye with a tear in it… her smile and her broken leg.