| Song | In a Jar |
| Artist | Dinosaur Jr. |
| Album | Chocomel Daze (Live 1987) |
| 作词 : Mascis | |
| I'll be grazing by your window | |
| Please come pat me on the head | |
| I just want to find out what you're nice to me for | |
| When i look up, don't think i don't know | |
| About all the scabs you dread | |
| It's hard to stomach the gore | |
| I know you don't have the patience | |
| To peel them off no more | |
| In a jar where you believe | |
| All i could do was lick your hand | |
| In a jar the scars are plain to see | |
| I hope somehow you'll know i understand | |
| I'll be grazing by your window | |
| Please come pat me on the head | |
| I just want to find out what you're nice to me for | |
| Then you smile and decide to take me in | |
| 'cause i look you by your bed | |
| But i can feel it just a little more | |
| I'll watch you fall apart, babe you know it | |
| You know i'm young and stuff, babe don't blow it | |
| Just unscrew the top, yeah | |
| Pick me up now just can't stop | |
| In a jar where you believe | |
| All i could do was lick your hand | |
| In a jar where scars are plain to see | |
| I hope somehow you'll know i understand | |
| Scabs collect beneath your bureau | |
| From the knife wounds you got |
| zuò cí : Mascis | |
| I' ll be grazing by your window | |
| Please come pat me on the head | |
| I just want to find out what you' re nice to me for | |
| When i look up, don' t think i don' t know | |
| About all the scabs you dread | |
| It' s hard to stomach the gore | |
| I know you don' t have the patience | |
| To peel them off no more | |
| In a jar where you believe | |
| All i could do was lick your hand | |
| In a jar the scars are plain to see | |
| I hope somehow you' ll know i understand | |
| I' ll be grazing by your window | |
| Please come pat me on the head | |
| I just want to find out what you' re nice to me for | |
| Then you smile and decide to take me in | |
| ' cause i look you by your bed | |
| But i can feel it just a little more | |
| I' ll watch you fall apart, babe you know it | |
| You know i' m young and stuff, babe don' t blow it | |
| Just unscrew the top, yeah | |
| Pick me up now just can' t stop | |
| In a jar where you believe | |
| All i could do was lick your hand | |
| In a jar where scars are plain to see | |
| I hope somehow you' ll know i understand | |
| Scabs collect beneath your bureau | |
| From the knife wounds you got |