Karaoké Scott Pilgrim vs. My GPA Mom Jeans.

It's hard for me to see exactly where the hell I went wrong

I never thought I'd see the day we wouldn't get along

You think I smoke too much

I think your friends all suck

Can't figure out the reason why your parents fight so much

But I've given up on love

But I'm happy here

I'm happy here

So leave my sweater on the porch

I'll leave your bag under the stairs

Don't go back to our old place

It's probably locked up anyway

I bet it still looks the same as when I ran away that day

It doesn't matter anyway

'Cos I'm happy here

Yes I'm happy here

I'm happy here

I'm happy here

Bah la la

Bah la la

Bah la la

Bah la la

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now

I sleep well alone now