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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alessia Cara
Alessia Cara
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Wansel
Andrew Wansel
Songwriter
Samuel Gerongco
Samuel Gerongco
Songwriter
Alessia Caracciolo
Alessia Caracciolo
Songwriter
Isaac Hayes
Isaac Hayes
Songwriter
Robert Gerongco
Robert Gerongco
Songwriter
Warren Felder
Warren Felder
Songwriter
Terence Lam
Terence Lam
Songwriter
Coleridge Tillman
Coleridge Tillman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sebastian Kole
Sebastian Kole
Producer
Kevin "Batos" Guardado
Kevin "Batos" Guardado
Assistant Producer
Todd Bergman
Todd Bergman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Daniela Rivera
Daniela Rivera
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andrew Wansel
Andrew Wansel
Producer
Warren Felder
Warren Felder
Producer

Lyrics

I guess for now you've got the last laugh I'm sorry if I seem uninterested Or I'm not listening, or I'm indifferent Truly I ain't got no business here But since my friends are here I just came to kick it But really I would rather be at home all by myself Not in this room with people who don't even care about my well being I don't dance, don't ask I don't need a boyfriend So you can go back, please enjoy your party I'll be here Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana With this boy who's hollerin', I can hardly hear Over this music I don't listen to And I don't wanna get with you So tell my friends that I'll be over here Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here Oh oh oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?" Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this An antisocial pessimist But usually I don't mess with this And I know you mean only the best and your Intentions aren't to bother me, but honestly I'd rather be Somewhere with my people, we can kick it and just listen to Some music with a message (Like we usually do) And we'll discuss our big dreams, how we plan to take over the planet So pardon my manners I hope you'll understand that I'll be here Not there in the kitchen With the girl who's always gossipin' about her friends Oh tell them I'll be here Right next to the boy who's throwin' up 'Cause he can't take what's in his cup no more Oh God, why am I here? Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here Oh oh oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?" Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here Hours later congregatin' next to the refrigerator Some girl's talkin' 'bout a hater, she ain't got none How did it ever come to this? I should've never come to this So holla at me, I'll be in the car when you're done I'm stand-offish, don't want what you're offerin' And I'm done talkin', awfully sad it had to be that way So tell my people when they're ready that I'm ready And I'm standin' by the TV with my beanie low Yo, I'll be over here Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here Oh oh oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?" Oh oh oh here, oh oh oh here And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here (Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh) (Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, Warren Felder, Samuel T. Gerongco, Robert T. Gerongco, Andrew Wansel, Coleridge Tillman, Terence Po Lun Lam, Alessia Caracciolo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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