Kate Reid: Music
Starving Artist
(Kate Reid)
I’m sitting here in the dark
On my porch all alone
I can barely even afford to pay my
Phone bill
Well, I’m a starving artist
And I still got to have a day job
But I know where my heart is
It’s right here behind my guitar
I turn into a nervous wreck
When I think about trying to make a living singing songs
Cuz I can’t compete with burlesque dancers
And I can’t compete with chix in drag
And I’m a sarcastic chick with trucker mouth
Who really wants to make it big
Yeah, right, I’m gonna make it big singing songs about myself
And how I love women
Chorus:
All I really want to do
Is write songs for you
But how will I ever get on the radio
When I cuss and swear and sing about loving women?
I sing about loving women
How come lasting relationships
Are so hard for me to figure out
They baffle me most of the time
And freak me out
And what baffles me even more
Is every woman I’ve been with
Leaves the province when we break up
What’s up with that?
Was it really that bad?
Chorus:
All I really want to do
Is fall in love for real
But how will I get the chance
When y’all keep moving away?
Y’all keep moving away
I met you at the festival
And you said you liked my stuff
And I thought you were really cute
But I didn’t know what to say
And I didn’t know what to do
So we got married in my head
Just a few minutes after that
And we drove off in my station wagon
Into that proverbial sunset
Chorus:
All I really want to do is
Drive off into the sunset with you
But how will I get the chance
When my car keeps breaking down?
And I keep breaking down, too, yeah
So, will you go out with me?
Yeah, do you wanna be my date?
I mean, I think we could be really great together
But I can see you’re a little skeptical
And I think I know what you got on your mind
So, I promise and I swear it’s true-
I won’t write any songs about you
Chorus:
I know I said I wouldn’t write a song about you, baby
But I lied
Cuz this one’s all about you
It’s all about you, yeah
I’m sitting here in the dark
On my porch all alone
I can barely even afford to pay my
Phone bill
Well, I’m a starving artist
And I still got to have a day job
But I know where my heart is
It’s right here behind my guitar