And I know that I miss you
And I shout that you're all fakes
And it's been a long time
And I'm sorry if I dissed you
Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything
When comparing your bellyaches
And I guess that I miss you
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
Live in trailers with no class
Goddamn I hope I can pass, high school means nothing
Short love with a long divorce and a couple of kids of course
Which agrees with this watch of mine
Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything
They don't mean anything
And I guess that's what it takes
They don't mean anything
And I shout that you're all fakes
Taking heartache with hard work
And you should have seen the look on your face
And it's been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
When comparing your bellyaches
Live in trailers with no class
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess that's what it takes
And a paper plate of course, you think of everything
Short love with a long divorce and a couple of kids of course
Taking heartache with hard work
Goddamn I hope I can pass, high school means nothing