Pictures of Your Feet

Oh well I knew we'd never have a 9 to 5
I thought ambition would be enough to get us by
And I'm not sure why
But aspirations were high
We're young and beautiful, I'm sure that we'll get by

You'd be on Broadway melting hearts and getting cheered
I'd be a rock star by the end of the next year
We moved to NYC like all new artists do
With no idea what we were getting ourselves into

I thought we'd be out living our dreams
All over billboard charts and big screens
But now I'm unemployed and you're stuck selling pictures of your feet

Thought I'd be selling out the garden
And seeing movies that you starred in
I'm making art for no one, and you're selling pictures of your feet

Well thank god for sites that don't care what you sell
And for all the creeps who can't control themselves (Ooh ooh ooh)
And god they pay so well
They're not a bad clientele
Between pervs and dreamers, I see parallels

Everyone just wants to satisfy their needs
Some use fame and some use riches, some use pictures of your feet

I thought we'd be out living our dreams
Oh how could I ever have foreseen
That I'd be unemployed and you'd be selling pictures of your feet

Instead of working as an actress
You found your audience on Craigslist
I'm writing songs for no one, and you're selling pictures of your feet

I hate to ask but next time that you send a pic
Could you attach the link to my Spotify with it?
It might help

How much longer do we have to live off pictures of your feet
How much longer do we have to live off pictures of your feet
There's a lot of perverts out there, and there's dreamers on the street
So until we give it up, keep selling pictures of your feet
Click, sell, repeat