Counting Crows - Jaded Lyrics

Jaded

Happy birthday, baby
What's it going to be?
Monday morning with a hurricane warning
Oh well, I guess you've got yourself to please
Jaded, faded

I don't want to be afraid
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be your slave
Saw you peeking round my garden gate
I thought you'd liked what you'd seen
So I said, "Darling, if you want a little of these peaches
Just come on and shake my tree"
Jaded, faded

I don't want to be your slave
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be afraid
Every waking hour
We break down in different combinations
We spin around in smaller constellations
Took a ride on the love wheel
Scary, scary go-round and around
Honey, honey, I don't want none of your money
I just want off before we hit the ground
Jaded, faded

I don't want to be your friend
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be your slave
Saw you hanging around the avenue baby
So I got down outta my tree
I think I need a little animal, honey
Come on and shake a little monkey with me
Jaded, faded

Oh, I don't want to be afraid
Jaded, I hate it
I don't want to be your slave
Every waking hour
We break down in smaller combinations
We spin around in different constellations
Want to be right there to carry you away
Knowing that our love will last through the day
It's the same thing
Going to be here on the light, on the light
I want to see me, see me going away
I've been gone such a long time
Leaving again today
Leaving someday