Words \u0026 Music by Vonda Shepard
Sitting here in this dirty bar
Watching the trash go by
Sheâ²s 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 heâ²d 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
Digginâ² my grave Iâ²m 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
Iâ²m a slave to this empty life
Diggin' my grave Iâ²m his newspaper wife
I'm ashamed of this meaningless life
Digginâ² 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 heâ²s gonna read forever
Iâ²m his newspaper wife
