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