Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Mark Hoppus
Mark Hoppus
Bajo
Tom DeLonge
Tom DeLonge
Guitarra
Travis Barker
Travis Barker
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mark Hoppus
Mark Hoppus
Autoría
Tom DeLonge
Tom DeLonge
Autoría
Travis Barker
Travis Barker
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Jerry Finn
Jerry Finn
Producción
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Ingeniería de mezcla
Femio Hernandez
Femio Hernandez
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Masterización
Joe Marlett
Joe Marlett
Asistente de ingeniería
Joe McGrath
Joe McGrath
Ingeniería
Robert Read
Robert Read
Asistente de ingeniería
Ted Reiger
Ted Reiger
Asistente de ingeniería

Letra

[Verse 1]
Push it out, fake a smile
Avert disaster just in time
I need a drink 'cause in a while
Worthless answers from friends of mine
It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore
Girls possess me but they're never mine
I made my entrance, avoided hazards
Checked my engine, I fell behind
[PreChorus]
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da, da-da, da
I fell behind
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da
[Chorus]
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
Oh-oh, oh-oh
And when the storm's gone, I'm all torn up inside
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I'm always nervous on days like this, like the prom
I get too scared to move 'cause I'm a fuckin' boy
[Verse 2]
Remember when I was in the grocery store?
Now's my time
Lost the words, lost a nerve
Lost the girl, left the line
I would wish upon a star
But that star, it doesn't shine
So read my book with the boring ending
A short story of a lonely guy
[PreChorus]
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-uh, da
Who fell behind
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-uh, da
[Chorus]
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
Oh-oh, oh-oh
And when the storm's gone, I'm all torn up inside
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I'm always nervous on days like this, like the prom
I get too scared to move 'cause I'm a fuckin' boy
[Outro]
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-uh,da
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-uh, da
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da
And when the storm's gone, I'm all torn up inside
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da
I'm always nervous on days like this, like the prom
Da-da-da, da-da, da-da
I get too scared to move 'cause I'm still just a stupid, worthless boy
Written by: Mark Hoppus, Tom DeLonge, Travis Barker
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