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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arlie
Vocals
Adam Lochemes
Drums
John Hill
Programming
Nathaniel Banks
Bass
Ryan Savage
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Lochemes
Songwriter
John Hill
Songwriter
Nathaniel Banks
Songwriter
Ryan Savage
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Lochemes
Mixing Engineer
John Hill
Producer
Nathaniel Banks
Producer
Ryan Savage
Mixing Engineer
Ian Fitchuk
Additional Producer
Nate Banks
Co-Producer
Blake Mares
Engineer
Matthew Neighbour
Engineer
Rob Cohen
Engineer
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
We used to talk and now you're poppin' off
And you're blowing up on the internet
I don't want a part of it
Not gonna be your fan if I can't be your friend
And I don't even blame you
I'd have done the same, too
But you're too much like me, you're unreliable
Probably don't like boys anyway
But I could be your girlfriend
If that's what you need right now
We used to talk and now you're poppin' off
And you're blowing up on the internet
I don't want a part of it
And now I'm up and down
And you're probably out with your other friends
I can't get over it
For you, pick me up now
I'll sit shotgun
Take it in, shut my mouth
Ooh-ooh, you're showing off now
Tell me dad jokes
Take me back to your house
Tell me what you really think of me (Think of me, think of me)
Oh, tell me what you really think of me (Think of me, think of me)
Being big and strong isn't quite sustainable
Not in this climate, best to stay quiet
Never been on this end of the seesaw
I guess I can see how it's enticing
Partly 'cause it's so goddamn dangerous
You could crush me at any moment
I kinda love it 'cause it's so goddamn dangerous
You could crush me at any moment
We used to talk and now you're poppin' off
And you're blowing up on the internet
I don't want a part of it
And now I'm up and down
And you're probably out with your other friends
I can't get over it
For you, pick me up now
I'll sit shotgun
Take it in, shut my mouth
Ooh-ooh, you're showing off now
Tell me dad jokes
Take me back to your house
We used to talk and now you're poppin' off
And you're blowing up on the internet
I don't want a part of it
And now I'm up and down
And you're probably out with your other friends
I can't get over it
For you, pick me up now
I'll sit shotgun
Take it in, shut my mouth
Ooh-ooh, you're showing off now
Tell me dad jokes
Take me back to your house
Tell me what you really think of me (Think of me, think of me)
Oh, tell me what you really think of me (Think of me, think of me)
(Think of me, think of me)
(Think of me, think of me)
(Think of me, think of me)
(Think of me, think of me)
Writer(s): Samuel Hollander, John Hill, Nathaniel Banks
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