Call me John I'm dying of shame
Self respect is a hideous game
A lonelier worm you couldn't find
Severed in two but still alive
I write my diary in the hand of a girl
The arrogant, innocent headstrong Jill
She's fond of books and the British Museum
She doesn't take cues from you, me or them
Oh! Jill are you really there
Take no heed of my distracted stare
It all began as a trivial lie
When you brought me back from the edge of life
Oh! Jill are you really there
I think my head's up in the air
It's not my aim to trivialise
But you brought me back from the edge
A savage hope, a secret smirk
My room mate found my peculiar words
He's only gone and fallen in love with her
Chuck another coal on Christopher
No feeling can live too long
In this well of seclusion
Who's that raving at my chamber door
It's Jack and Jill forever more
Oh! Jill are you really there
Take no heed of my distracted stare
It all began as a trivial lie
When you pulled me back from the edge of life
Oh! Jill are you really there
I think my spirit's beyond repair
I've locked my cell from the inside
Come and see me Jill whenever you like
