Everybody's Guilty

She's got her eye on the wind
 She resents her own skin
 She wants to fly
 She's got a bend in her mind
 She treats herself so unkind
 She don't know why
 Innocent Jane
 She's got an innocent name
 But in the still of the night
 or in the heat of the light
 she'll confess to you
 that everybody's guilty
 she'll confess to you
 that everybody's guilty
 Well, everybody can stare
 They won't find nothing there incriminating
 It's all buried inside
 where it can stay safe and hide
 latent destruction, lying in waiting
 Come on, Jane, throw that stuff away
 You got to let yourself die every day
 Because the thief breaks in to kill and steal
 He don't make no friends and his words ain't real
 He will take you out and beat on you
 and after all of this is through
 he'll make you promise that you'll never tell
 he wants your loyalty in the fires of hell
 You got to run into the arms of someone kinder
 Someone who doesn't care what a woman's put behind her
 Just say, "Forgiver of sins,
 Won't you come right on in
 and in the still of the night
 by a sweet candlelight
 tell me how You came to be the Savior of the guilty
 how You came to be the Savior of the guilty."