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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Faye Webster
Faye Webster
Vocals
Matt Stoessel
Matt Stoessel
Pedal Steel Guitar
Matt Martin
Matt Martin
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Faye Webster
Faye Webster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drew Vandenberg
Drew Vandenberg
Mixing Engineer
Faye Webster
Faye Webster
Producer
John Golden
John Golden
Mastering Engineer
Matt Martin
Matt Martin
Producer

Lyrics

Lovers that live far apart
Need one another
But only have their postcards
I guess it doesn't work like that
The pitcher of the baseball team
Traded in his jersey
Doesn't want to leave
I guess it doesn't work like that
I guess it doesn't work like that
A collar around a dog's neck
His only identity
And he has no say in it
I guess it doesn't work like that
My sister is a hard worker
She doesn't deserve to be behind the counter
I guess it doesn't work like that
I guess it doesn't work like that
I've seen my mother in pain
Begging for her mom to remember her name
I guess it doesn't work like that
It never really works like that
Written by: Faye Webster
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