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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fefe Dobson
Fefe Dobson
Vocals
Sam Arion
Sam Arion
Guitar
Bradley Thibodeau
Bradley Thibodeau
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fefe Dobson
Fefe Dobson
Songwriter
Bryn McCutcheon
Bryn McCutcheon
Songwriter
Kirstyn Johnson
Kirstyn Johnson
Songwriter
Sam Arion
Sam Arion
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Arion
Sam Arion
Producer
Andrew Taylor
Andrew Taylor
Mixing Engineer
Darren McGill
Darren McGill
Engineer
Kristian Montano
Kristian Montano
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I woke up to some numbers without names
Blacked out, ended up at my ex's place
You shoulda seen his face
But I, don't care, no, I just don't care (na-na-na-na)
No I, don't care, no, I just don't care (na-na-na-na)
He's so sweet and deep in his feelings
But I just don't care
I'm too hungover over to talk, I'm too hungover to fuck
I need to leave, I need to sleep, and I don't wanna be touched
Feels like I'm losing my edge, if I'm alive, or I'm dead
It makes no difference, I'll just do this shit all over again
I met a girl and I think her boyfriend's pissed
We kissed and she liked me better than him
She liked my strawberry lips
My stomach's turning 'cause I took an Advil for breakfast
Now I'm blaming my depression on emotion sickness
I don't mind it, I kinda like it
Why am I like this? I just don't care
I'm too hungover over to talk, I'm too hungover to fuck
I need to leave, I need to sleep, and I don't wanna be touched
Feels like I'm losing my edge, if I'm alive, or I'm dead
It makes no difference, I'll just do this shit all over again
I need a dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-drop of water
Spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' like a bottle
Dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-dr-drop of water
I'm spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', yeah
I'm too hungover for this, are you hungover for this?
Don't wanna fight, don't wanna listen
It's just, "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah"
No, I don't care, no, I just don't care (na-na-na-na)
No, I don't care, no, I just don't care (na-na-na-na)
No, I don't care, no, I just don't care (na-na-na-na)
No, I just don't care
I'm too hungover over to talk, I'm too hungover to fuck
I need to leave, I need to sleep, and I don't wanna be touched
Feels like I'm losing my edge, if I'm alive, or I'm dead
It makes no difference, I'll just do this shit all over again
Written by: Bryn McCutcheon, Fefe Dobson, Kirstyn Johnson, Sam Arion
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