The nuns saved her
They brought her home
They cleaned her wounds and changed her clothes
Now she had a name
Now she had a lord
You'll be fine, Jane Doe

But beneath white clothes
The wounds still rotting
And in summer time
The rain stills falling
And God said
Don't worry, Jane Doe, I'm watching
But she wouldn't listen
'Cause she wanted to die and

Born near the lake
A lifetime of pain
A daughter of no one
A slave in the corner

Now she had a name
Now she was someone
You'll be fine, Jane Doe

They taught her to live
In love and compassion
The cross in her neck
Would give her a path but
She would have nightmares of justice
Of drinking the blood
Of her murderers bodies

She had a whole new identity
But it was a lie
She couldn't be holy
It was a fantasy

By the time she was saved
By the time she was heard
She was dead, Jane Doe
But beneath white cloaths
The wounds still rotting
And in summertime
The rain stills falling

And God said don't worry, Jane Doe I'm watching
But she wouldn't listen
'Cause she wanted to die

And born near to a lake
A lifetime of pain
A daughter of no one
A slave in the corner

Now she had a name
Now she was someone
She was dead, Jane Doe