Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Luke Bird
Batería
Jake McCoy
Bajo
David Medlin
Guitarra
Tanner Cline
Guitarra
Elena Sherertz
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Ethan Carl Sherertz
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Tanner Cline
Coproducción
Elena Sherertz
Producción
Steven Bacon
Ingeniería de grabación
Aaron Krak
Ingeniería de mezcla
James, DeMain
Masterización
The Castle Recording Studios
Ingeniería de grabación
Letra
I was raised to be humble I can't help but tout
Now that I blew up and you blew out
I built my life around you
In spite of what everybody told me to do
I left my home and what I knew
Headed out west just to be with you
It didn't take long then you did your thing
Broke my heart on the phone in the pourin' rain
But I blew up and you blew out
God's got a sense of humor yeah there ain't no doubt
I was Plain Jane nothing special about me
Now I'm singing on your radio twangy country
Guitar strings how you like me now
That I blew up and you blew out
Now who would've thought the most fortunate thing
Was a product of you being so damn mean
I thought I had problems and I've got a few
But ain't one of them got a thing to do with you
I blew up and you blew out
God's got a sense of humor yeah there ain't no doubt
I was Plain Jane nothing special about me
Now I'm singing on your radio twangy country
Guitar strings how you like me now
That I blew up and you blew out
Gave it my all I gave it my best shot
Now I'm sitting here laughing 'cus who woulda thought
I blew up and you blew out
God's got a sense of humor yeah there ain't no doubt
I was Plain Jane nothing special about me
Now I'm singing on your radio twangy country
Guitar strings how you like me now
That I blew up and you blew out
I was raised to be humble I can't help but tout
Now that I blew up and you blew out
Written by: Ethan Carl Sherertz

