Jill Sobule. Sold My Soul. Zeneszám

I feel like an outline
Where the middle part is missing
And the moonlight is kissing
The details away

I feel like a cliff note
To a novel no one can read
And I feel like such a phony
Like I got 'em all deceived

And I feel like a punch line
Nobody gets
I bet that you're laughing
And shaking your head

I sold my soul
And nothing happened
Yeah, nothing happened
When I sold my soul

I feel like an outline
To a picture you started to paint
Now the sunlight is fading
The colors away

How's it feel to have insides
Something to hold
I wish I could touch you
How could I know

When I sold my soul
And nothing happened
Yeah, nothing happened
When I sold my soul

Just a big black hole
And nothing happened
And I bet you're laughin'
'Cause I sold my soul