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Supercuts 
Easy
de Jeremy Zucker
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I thought
I would be good by now
I'd have it all out
We'd 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 wanna you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make 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 need 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 off at home
I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy
lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate your when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make your cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she my guts
Well, alright
Find me in bullshit again
Started something that we're just end
Wonder if we be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't wanna be who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate your friends when shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the mall next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well,
I would be good by now
I'd have it all out
We'd 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 wanna you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make 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 need 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 off at home
I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy
lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate your when this shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make your cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she my guts
Well, alright
Find me in bullshit again
Started something that we're just end
Wonder if we be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't wanna be who makes you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate your friends when shit ends
Well, alright
And I don't make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the mall next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well,
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