Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ROLE MODEL
Vocals
Noah Conrad
Bass
Genevieve Stokes
Background Vocals
Mason Stoops
Slide Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tucker Pillsbury
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Conrad
Producer
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well, he's a loose cannon, foolish man who needs some medication
She's a shoe-tied, blue sky, honeymoon vacation
He's a fixer-upper, skipping supper, hates an obligation
She's a Friday night
[Verse 2]
He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication
She's a peace sign, tea time, drinker on occasion
He's an East Coast, jeans-rolled, no communication
She's a welcome sign
[Chorus]
But I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
Yeah, I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
[Verse 3]
He's a Ford truck, door shut, runs from conversation
She's an open ear, souvenir, reads the situation
He's a no thought, record shop, slutty on occasion
She's a night in Rome
[Verse 4]
He's a piece of work, dirty shirt, needs evaluation
She's a pinky's up, pixie cut with plenty of motivation
He's a whiskey drinking, barely thinking, got no destination
She's a plane ride home
[Chorus]
And I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
Yeah, I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
[Bridge]
Yes, ma'am
[Chorus]
Oh, I believe they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
Yes, it's clear to me they're meant to be
Something, somehow, someday
[Outro]
Something, somehow, someday
Something, somehow, someday
Written by: Noah Conrad, Tucker Pillsbury