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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Modest Mouse
Modest Mouse
Lead Vocals
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Guitar
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Bass
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Drums
Dann Gallucci
Dann Gallucci
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Composer
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Composer
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Calvin Johnson
Calvin Johnson
Producer

Lyrics

Eating snowflakes with plastic forks And a paper plate, of course You think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids, of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class Goddamn, I hope I can pass High school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work Goddamn, I am such a jerk I can't do anything And I shout that you're all fakes (fakes) And you should've seen the look on your face And I guess that's what it takes When comparing your bellyaches And it's been a long time Which agrees with this watch of mine And I know that I miss you And I'm sorry if I dissed you Eating snowflakes with plastic forks And a paper plate, of course You think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids, of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class Goddamn, I hope I can pass High school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work Goddamn, I am such a jerk I can't do anything And I shout that you're all fakes (fakes) And you should've seen the look on your face And I guess that's what it takes When comparing your bellyaches And it's been a long time Which agrees with this watch of mine And I guess that I miss you And I'm sorry if I dissed you
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Eric Judy, Jeremiah Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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