[Verse 1]
She’s a high stakes winner
Gambler with a golden thumb
She makes off with the house’s millions
Without knowing that she won
She’s a high note singer
Joni before the smokey lung
She sings “River” just like the record—
Fucks the piano up
[Chorus]
So much for a celibate life
Get in get out with the thorn in your eye
So much for the solitary nights
That you wanted for so long
So much for your loves gone wrong
Just the fodder for another breakup song
So much for you, and you alone
[Verse 2]
I get me to myself tonight
You know the heartache
Hurts so much better like this
We tell ourselves we’re better off
‘Cause that’ s just how we’ve learned to bear it
Still I ask you
Why don’t we hide out for a little while
Why don’t we hide out for a little while
Still I ask you
[Chorus]
So much for a celibate life
Get in get out with the thorn in your eyes
So much for the solitary nights
That you wanted for so long
So much for your loves gone wrong
Inspiration for another breakup song
So much for you alone