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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Avril Lavigne
Vocals
John Feldmann
Guitar
Dylan McLean
Guitar
Michael Bono
Guitar
Scot Stewart
Guitar
Travis Barker
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avril Lavigne
Songwriter
John Feldmann
Songwriter
Derek “Mod Sun” Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Feldmann
Producer
Dylan McLean
Additional Producer
Michael Bono
Additional Producer
Scot Stewart
Additional Producer
Hero Delano
Additional Producer
Josh Thornberry
Additional Producer
Travis Barker
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Adam Hawkins
Mixing Engineer
MOD SUN
Producer
Cameron Mizell
Additional Producer
Kevin Thrasher
Additional Engineer
Songtexte
Are we having fun yet?
Tell me, are we done yet?
Tired of being cautious, cutting all my losses
You make me nauseous, yeah
Am I a regret yet?
I thought you were my best bet
Was it worth what it costed? I am exhausted
You make me nauseous, yeah
You're overrated
Nothing else left to say
You got me feeling jaded (ah)
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, I just wanna throw up
Na, na-na, no, I don't wanna get up
Lying in my bed, thinking love sucks
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, gotta try to be tough
Na, na-na, now I'm all f-
Call it bad luck, why does love suck?
Do you think I'm stupid?
I keep killing cupid
Shot an arrow in my exes, this is my confession
Never learned my lesson, no
Your mouth is full of gossip
All my friends say that you're toxic (ew)
Your love is like a weapon, what is the obsession?
Time to learn my lesson, whoa
You're overrated
Nothing else left to say
You got me feeling jaded (ah)
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, I just wanna throw up
Na, na-na, no, I don't wanna get up
Lying in my bed, thinking love sucks
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, gotta try to be tough
Na, na-na, now I'm all f-
Call it bad luck, why does love suck?
Let's play a game of tic-tac-toe
I'ma go and make all my exes say "oh"
This is for the time that we dodged a bullet
I'm better off and yeah, I know it
Let's play a game of tic-tac-toe
I'ma go and make all my exes say "oh"
This is for the time that we dodged a bullet
I'm better off and yeah, I know it
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, I just wanna throw up
Na, na-na, no, I don't wanna get up
Lying in my bed, thinking love sucks
Na, na-na, not another breakup
When I think of you, gotta try to be tough
Na, na-na, now I'm all f-
Call it bad luck, why does love suck?
Do you think I'm stupid?
I keep killing cupid (why does love suck?)
Na, na-na, now I'm all f-
Call it bad luck, why does love suck?
Writer(s): John William Feldmann, Avril Ramona Lavigne, Derek Ryan Smith
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