Lyrics:

Running in the spirit of Annie Clark’s anti-love songs in Marry Me, “Actor Out of Work” is a scathing affair about a lying lover and the speaker who just can’t quite figure out her bruised emotions.You're a supplement, you're a salve
You're a bandage, pull it off
I can quit you, cut it out
You're a patient, iron lung
You're a cast-signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
You're a liar and that's the truth
You're an extra lost in the scene
You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
You're the curses through my teeth
You're the laughter, you're the obscene
You're a supplement, you're a salve
You're a bandage, pull it off
I think I love you, I think I'm mad
You're a cast-signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
I think I love you, I think I'm mad
You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
I think I love you, I think I'm mad