Supercuts

 E 
I thought 
                   B 
I would be good by now 
F#                    E 
  I'd have it figured all out 
                          G#m  F# 
We'd skip the scenic route 
  E 
Oh well 
                     B 
At least I never lied 
F#                         E 
  Still, I'm always the bad guy 
                      G#m  F# 
So much for being nice 
  

                     E 
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy 
     B                    F# 
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy 
     E 
I'll hate your friends when this shit ends 
       G#m    F# 
Well, alright 
                  E 
And I don't wanna make your mama cry at dinner 
    B              F# 
And see her at the mall next winter 
   E 
At Supercuts, she hates my guts 
       G#m    F# 
Well, alright  
  

     E 
But I don't 
                     B 
Don't need a hand to hold 
F#                         E 
  Don't need you to console me 
                         G#m  F# 
It's honestly getting old 
          E 
Well, I've thought 
                       B          F# 
There's so many places we could go 
                              E 
Well, maybe I'm better off at home 
                       G#m 
Maybe I'm better on my own 
  

                     E 
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy 
     B                    F# 
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy 
     E                                G#m 
I'll hate your friends when this shit ends 
            F# 
Well, alright 
                  E 
And I don't wanna make your mama cry at dinner 
    B              F# 
And see her at the mall next winter 
   E 
At Supercuts, she hates my guts 
       G#m    F# 
Well, alright 
  
( E  B  F# ) 
( E  G#m  F# ) 
   

E 
  Found me drowning in this bullshit again 
B                              F# 
  Started something that we're just gonna end 
  
Wonder if we will be better as friends 
       G#m  F# 
But we won't 
  

                     E 
'Cause I don't wanna be someone who makes you happy 
     B                    F# 
Then lets you down, we'll both feel crappy 
     E                                G#m 
I'll hate your friends when this shit ends 
            F# 
Well, alright 
                  E 
And I don't wanna make your mama cry at dinner 
    B              F# 
And see her at the mall next winter 
   E 
At Supercuts, she hates my guts 
       G#m    F# 
Well, alright