Vonda Shepard
Newspaper Wife

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
She says, "I'm a slave to this empty lifeDigging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife"

[Verse 2]
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]
She says, "I'm a slave to this empty life"
Digging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife
I'm ashamed of this meaningless life
Digging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife"

[Bridge]
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"
[Chorus]
I'm a slave to this empty life
Digging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife
I'm ashamed of this meaningless life
Digging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife
I'm a slave, oh, oh, (Digging my grave)
I'm ashamed of this meaningless life
Digging my grave, I'm his news-
Digging my grave, I'm his newspaper wife
I'm a slave, oh, oh, oh, oh