Newspaper Wife

Sitting here in this dirty bar

Watching the trash go by

Shes selling cigarettes and lollipops

Shes got a sparkle in her black eye

She says maybe my time will come

Maybe my time will come

He said hed sweep her off her feet

Defying all of gravity

Well shed move any bright city

To fill this gaping cavity she says

Im a slave in this empty life

Diggin my grave Im his newspaper wife

Well he must have a very small broom

As she sits in this very large room

Maybe its just a piece of straw

She says why am I so in awe

Chorus

Im a slave to this empty life

Diggin my grave Im his newspaper wife

Im ashamed of this meaningless life

Diggin my grave Im his newspaper wife

She sits across from him

Drinking her coffee

His face is buried in other peoples lives she says

i wonder if hes gonna read forever

Im his newspaper wife

Repeat chorus