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Supercuts 
Easy
by Jeremy Zucker
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I thought
I be good by now
I'd have it figured all out
We'd skip the scenic route
And oh well
At least I lied
Still, I'm always the bad guy
So much for being nice
'Cause I don't you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll friends when this ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make 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 you to console me
It's honestly getting old
Well, I've thought
There's so many we could go
Well, maybe I'm off at home
Maybe I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't be someone who makes you happy
Then you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your friends when shit 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 in again
Started that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't be who makes you happy
lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll hate your friends this ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
I be good by now
I'd have it figured all out
We'd skip the scenic route
And oh well
At least I lied
Still, I'm always the bad guy
So much for being nice
'Cause I don't you happy
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy
I'll friends when this ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make 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 you to console me
It's honestly getting old
Well, I've thought
There's so many we could go
Well, maybe I'm off at home
Maybe I'm better on my own
'Cause I don't be someone who makes you happy
Then you down, we'll both crappy
I'll your friends when shit 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 in again
Started that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't be who makes you happy
lets you down, we'll both crappy
I'll hate your friends this ends
Well, alright
And I don't wanna make your mama cry at dinner
And see her at the next winter
At Supercuts, she hates my guts
Well, alright
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