Newspaper Wife — текст песни (Vonda Shepard)

Sitting here in this dirty bar
Watching the trash go by
She`s selling cigarettes and lollipops
She`s got a sparkle in her black eye

She says Maybe my time will come
Maybe my time will come

He said he`d sweep her off her feet
Defying all of gravity
Well she`d move any bright city
To fill this gaping cavity... she says

I`m a slave in this empty life
Diggin` my grave I`m his newspaper wife

Well he must have a very small broom
As she sits in this very large room
Maybe it`s just a piece of straw
She says why am I so in awe?

Chorus
I`m a slave to this empty life
Diggin` my grave I`m his newspaper wife
I`m ashamed of this meaningless life
Diggin` my grave I`m his newspaper wife

She sits across from him
Drinking her coffee
His face is buried in other people`s lives, she says
I wonder if he`s gonna read forever
I`m his newspaper wife

Repeat Chorus