Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tegan Marie
Stimme und Gesang
Jason Reeves
Begleitgesang
Nathan Chapman
E-Gitarre
Nelly Joy
Begleitgesang
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Nir Z
Schlagzeug
Derek Wells
E-Gitarre
Aubrey Haynie
Geige
David Dorn
Orgel
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tegan Marie
Songwriter:in
Jason Reeves
Songwriter:in
Nathan Chapman
Songwriter:in
Nelly Joy
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jason Reeves
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Nathan Chapman
Produzent:in
Nelly Joy
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Scott Hendricks
Produzent:in
Brian David Willis
Schnitttechniker:in
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jeff Juliano
Mischtechniker:in
Scott Johnson
Produzent:in
Jeff Balding
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Matt Coles
Ingenieurassistent:in
Letras
Yeah-yeah-oh
Hey, pretty boy
What ya' talkin' 'bout with your big mouth?
Saying your breaking up with me
I don't know why, 'cause in my mind we've been over for a week
Don't go tellin' all of my friends that I'm crazy and I'm mean
You don't wanna start
You don't wanna play this game
It's up to you how you want this to go
Don't light the fuse 'less you want me to blow
I might look sweet, but you don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know, hey
Take it from my mom, take it from my dad
Take it from all my friends that you might not wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
We can play it cool, or we can make a scene
I'll put you on the cover of a magazine
You don't wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
You could be a hero, or a zero, or a weirdo, or the one that got away (away)
Pick your poison, either way I'll be okay
I can't be sorry that I made you sad
It's not my fault that you had to be bad
Keep telling lies if you wanna see mad
You wanna see mad
You wanna see mad
Take it from my mom, take it from my dad
Take it from all my friends that you might not wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
We can play it cool, or we can make a scene
I'll put you on the cover of a magazine
You don't wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
I know how to make a boy cry
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na (yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na-na (yeah, oh)
Do what you gotta do
My mascara's waterproof
Say what you gotta say
No black lines running down my face
Do what you gotta do
My mascara's waterproof
Say what you gotta say
No black lines running down my face
Take it from my mom, take it from my dad
Take it from all my friends that you might not wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
We can play it cool or we can make a scene
I'll put you on the cover of a magazine
You don't wanna mess with me
I know how to make a boy cry
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na
I know how to make a boy cry
Na, na, na, na, na-na
Na, na, na, na, na-na (yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na-na
I know how to make a boy cry
Writer(s): Tegan Marie Thomas, Jason Bradford Reeves, Nathan Paul Chapman, Danelle Leverett Reeves
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