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