Jesus, It's Jane

I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh;
She thought that I was making fun of her.
She made me feel I was fourteen again;
That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay friends.
Jane doesn't think a man could ever be faithful;
Jane isn't giving me a chance to be shameful.

This song never gets boring. It's by Barenaked Ladies, and it's called 'Jane'.