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Supercuts 
Easy
de Jeremy Zucker
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I thought
I would be by now
I'd it figured all out
We'd skip the scenic route
And oh well
At never lied
Still, I'm always the bad guy
So much for being nice
'Cause I don't be someone who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your friends when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
Well, I don't
Don't a hand to hold
Don't need you to console me
It's honestly getting old
Well, I've thought
There's so many places we go
Well, maybe I'm better off at home
Maybe I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't wanna be who makes you happy
Then you down, we'll both crappy
I'll friends when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
Find me drowning in bullshit again
Started something that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we would be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't be who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll feel crappy
I'll hate your friends when shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she my guts
Well, alright
I would be by now
I'd it figured all out
We'd skip the scenic route
And oh well
At never lied
Still, I'm always the bad guy
So much for being nice
'Cause I don't be someone who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your friends when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
Well, I don't
Don't a hand to hold
Don't need you to console me
It's honestly getting old
Well, I've thought
There's so many places we go
Well, maybe I'm better off at home
Maybe I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't wanna be who makes you happy
Then you down, we'll both crappy
I'll friends when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
Find me drowning in bullshit again
Started something that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we would be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't be who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll feel crappy
I'll hate your friends when shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she my guts
Well, alright
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