Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wilco
Wilco
Performer
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Vocals
John Stirratt
John Stirratt
Bass Guitar
Mikael Jorgensen
Mikael Jorgensen
Piano
Patrick Sansone
Patrick Sansone
Background Vocals
Glenn Kotche
Glenn Kotche
Drums
Nels Cline
Nels Cline
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilco
Wilco
Producer
Jason Tobias
Jason Tobias
Additional Engineer
Jordan Stone
Jordan Stone
Additional Engineer
TJ Doherty
TJ Doherty
Additional Engineer
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I was sitting safely across the road From a rusting scaffolding picking my nose When a bird spoke up from high on that dark neon He said, "I bet there're some things that you should come clean up" Oh, I didn't know Oh where to begin Like you do not know Oh, I set the emotion I was beating up babies, babies I mean That don't look like babies, but they're babies to me I was looking around for my very own best friend Couldn't help feeling things would come to an end I always let you go And then you let me back in This is a status quo Oh, nobody wins, oh I was feeling sorry So sorry for myself I was trying to take it easy, but that wasn't helping Bird spoke up, this time I think it was a dove He said, "I bet there're some things that you should come clean up" Oh, that's so, it's so Oh, you look through my skin Oh, how did he know? Oh, and what was he in? I keep fooling myself Keep fooling myself Keep fooling myself I keep fooling myself I might need your help I keep fooling myself I might need your help I can't just keep fooling myself I let you go Hon, you let me back in It's the status quo And nobody wins Oh
Writer(s): Jeffrey Scot Tweedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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