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