Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jenny Mitchell
Lead Vocals
Matt Fell
Bass Guitar
Nicola Mitchell
Background Vocals
Maegan Mitchell
Background Vocals
Joe McCallum
Drums
Pete Denahy
Fiddle
James Church
Dobro
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jenny Mitchell
Songwriter
Tami Neilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Fell
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Complimented mum on her blown out hair
Eating roast lamb in my daddy's chair
He don't give it up for a soul
Should've known right then you're a-soul material
Sweet talked your way into Grandma's good graces
At the table, hiding all the aces
That you held up your sleeve, but the winner was I
For losing this town's most delusional guy
[Chorus]
Ain't second prize, wool over my eyes
Sucker for a son of a gun
I'm the gold trophy, they don't give 'em out
To everybody under the sun
You got more nerve than a toothache
Tryna land a big fish with a cheap reel
You're shakin' hands, makin' deals
But I'm off the table, no cash, no meal
[Instrumental]
You came on strong like a red flag love bomb
More flowers than a Chelsea show marathon
Heard you on the phone telling lies
To your girl on the side that I'm your girl on the side
Turned a blind eye when the bills came due
Alibis falling like a wet monsoon
You've run out of places to run
So stick a fork in me 'cause, honey, I'm done
[Chorus]
Ain't second prize, wool over my eyes
Sucker for a son of a gun
I'm the gold trophy, they don't give 'em out
To everybody under the sun
You got more nerve than a toothache
Tryna land a big fish with a cheap reel
You're shakin' hands, makin' deals
But I'm off the table, no cash, no meal
[Bridge]
No cash, no meal
Sweetie, how does it feel?
End of the race
With an empty plate
[Chorus]
You got more nerve than a toothache
Tryna land a big fish with such a cheap reel
You're shakin' hands and makin' deals
But I'm off the table, no cash, no meal
[Outro]
I'm off the table, no cash, no meal
I'm off the table, no cash, no meal
Written by: Jenny Mitchell, Tami Neilson

