Trailer Trash Lyrics by Modest Mouse

Trailer Trash Lyrics

    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
    goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing
    Taking heartache with hard work
    Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything
    And I shout that you're all 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