I [bad word] you
Like a thread
Cause my wounded eyes
Will see again

Make peace with the sky
It's rain may bring you hope
But no siren will call
Brace your love for the fall

But I will fall upon this town
To call your name
My sweet suffragette

Now I will call upon this town
To hear your name
My sweet Mary Jane
My sweet Mary Jane

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But she's weighted down
With loss at her side
Onboard a ship 
Of ghosts and lost prode

Now say hello to fate, dear
Wreck this story told
If you dress my wounds
I'll feel your cold
I'll feel your cold

Now I will fall upon this town
To call your name
My sweet suffragette

Now I will fall upon this town 
To hear your name
My sweet Mary Jane

Cause I will fall upon this town
To call your name
My sweet suffragette
My sweet Mary Jane
My sweet Mary Jane

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