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