Probably the worst cover I've ever heard. Axl's voice makes me want to stab my ear drums.
When this song came out I worked at a grocery store and it played all of the time and it really disturbed me that people actually enjoyed hearing about parents banging.
Engineered to be more contagious than the flu and harder to get rid of than herpes.
When this song comes on its always a million dB's louder than the song before it in my headphones and makes me feel like I got hit my a truck.
Painfully sappy but still comes off emotionless.
I'm really just jealous that T Pain made more money from this crappy song than I'll ever need in my entire life.
Obnoxious on purpose, but I still can't stand listening to it.
Proof that John Mayer only makes music to pick up women, making any subsequent argument about his musical talent void.
Confessional and reflectional in the worst way possible, devoid of any convincing feeling or artistry.
At one point I knew the entire dance.
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