I Had No History Video (MV)

If I leave this time of night
This street will have me dead
With its doorways and its downstairs
And the crack house up ahead

Sometimes I wish to hell
He’d time his speech as well
But he’s got to get this off his chest
Now here we go again

He thinks he’s getting old
And as his future, his ex-girlfriend
Thinks that he can not sleep with me

He says it’s best to stay
I might leave anyway
I have no history
No revolutionary cause
To claim my soul
Only he lying next to me
Gives the terms of his abandonment
He catalogues his destiny
He finds he has no room for me

Like a true American
I’m traveling, traveling far
I’m at a Texaco in New Mexico
And from there I find a bar
There’s only one man there
Soon he pulls up a chair
Forced to keel on his filthy breath
And here we go again

He talks of Indians
Hopi dancing, alcoholics, wounded knee
He thinks he loves me
He says they greet the sun
I wonder if he’s won

I have no history
No revolutionary cause
To claim my soul
Only he lying next to me
Gives the terms of his abandonment
He catalogues his destiny
He finds he has no room for me

Everyday’s an invitation
Just to get out of bed
Opportunities for women
Just drive and get ahead
Just like a tv show
With plenty more to go
So today I’ll try to want to care
And here I go again
It might be getting worse
And as my future, my ex-boyfriend
Thinks I do
I can not help you

I guess that no one wins
Get out your violins
We have no history
No revolutionary cause
To claim our souls
And oh, we had that destiny
But he found he had no room for me