Trailer Trash

Eating snow flakes 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

God damn, I hope I can pass

High school means nothing

Taking heartache with hard work

God damn, I am such a jerk

I can't do anything

And I shout that you're all fakes (Fakes!)

And you should have 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 snow flakes 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

God damn, I hope I can pass

High school means nothing

Taking heartache with hard work

God damn, I am such a jerk

I can't do anything

And I shout that you're all fakes (Fakes!)

And you should have 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