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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 never lied
Still, I'm always the bad guy
So much for being nice
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy
Then lets you down. we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
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 can go
Well maybe I'm better 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 both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
Found me drowning in this bullshit again
Started something that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we will be better as friends
But we won't
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy
Then lets you down. we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
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 the bad guy
So much for being nice
Then lets you down. we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
Don't need you to console me
It's honestly getting old
Well I've thought there's so many places we can go
Well maybe I'm better off at home
Maybe I'm better on my own
Then lets you down. we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
Started something that we're just gonna end
Wonder if we will be better as friends
But we won't
Then lets you down. we'll both feel crappy
I'll hate 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
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