Lyric 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?

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