G D
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course
C5 Cmaj7
You think of everything
G D
Short love with a long divorce
And a couple of kids, of course
C5 Cmaj7
They don't mean anything
G D
Live in trailers with no class
God damn, I hope I can pass
C5 Cmaj7
High school means nothing
G D
Taking heartache with hard work
God damn, I am such a jerk
C5 Cmaj7
I can't do anything
G D C5 Cmaj7 x2
[Chorus]
G D
And I shout that you're all fakes
C5
And you should've seen the look on your face
Cmaj7
And I guess that's what it takes
G
When comparing your belly aches
G D
And it's been a long time
C5
Which agrees with this watch of mine
Cmaj7
And I know that I miss you
G
and I'm sorry if I dissed you
