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 dont 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 cant do anything
And I shout that youre all fakes
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess thats what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And its been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I guess that I miss you, and Im sorry
if I dissed you
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