her eye lids pried open by a mechanical death trap, her husband stands by pouring artificial tears into her eyes to ensure they don't dry out, forever forced to stare in horror at the lyrics of nickelback's discography
I actually found some pleasure listening to Avril's first three albums, to be honest. Her self-titled release, on the other side of the spectrum? Yeah, not so much. Avril Lavigne shows this so-called 'pop punk princess' channeling the energy of The Best Damn Thing, though it now comes across as forced and juvenile. Some ideas here are clearly better than others, such as the power ballad "Let Me Go" and "Falling Fast". Goodbye lullaby, hello kitty... And I don't like it.
Avril Lavigne has officially transformed from decent to horrendous with this album. Really? "Bitchin Summer?" That's up there with "Bitches Ain't Shit" in terms of laughably stupid song titles! And BTW, please, if you're turning into a pop artist, please DO NOT name a song "Rock N Roll". It's just sickening.