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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Olivia Rodrigo
Background Vocals
Daniel Nigro
Programming
Garret Ray
Drums
Sam Stewart
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Nigro
Songwriter
Olivia Rodrigo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Nigro
Producer
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Dave Schiffman
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Letras
I told my friends you were the one
After I'd known you, like, a month
And then, you kissed some girl from high school
And I stayed in bed for, like, a week
When you said space was what you need
Waited by my phone like a goddamn fool
And now, it don't mean a thing
God, love's fuckin' embarrassing
Just watch as I crucify myself
For some weird second string
Loser who's not worth mentioning
My God, love's embarrassing as hell
And I consoled you while you cried
Over your ex-girlfriend's new guy
My God, how could I be so stupid?
You found a new version of me
And I damn near started World War III
Jesus, what was I even doin'?
'Cause now, it don't mean a thing
God, love's fuckin' embarrassing
Just watch as I crucify myself
For some weird second string
Loser who's not worth mentioning
My God, love's embarrassing as hell
I give up, give up, I give up everything
I placed my bets and it's not worth anything
I give up, give up, but I keep comin' back for more
Yeah, it don't mean a thing
God, love's fuckin' embarrassing
Just watch as I crucify myself, hey, hey, hey
For some weird second-string
Loser who's not worth mentioning
My God, love's embarrassing as hell, yeah, yeah
I give up (ah), give up, I'll give up everything (ah-ha)
I'm plannin' out my wedding with some guy I'm never marryin'
I'm givin' up, I'm givin' up, but I keep comin' back for more
Writer(s): Daniel Nigro, Olivia Rodrigo
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