Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Newspaper Wife , by - Vonda Shepard. Song from the album By 7:30, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняRelease date: 01.07.2008
Record label: Three Roads
Song language: English
Newspaper Wife |
| 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? |
| 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 |
| 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 |