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Alright friends, listen to my story.
A little story that applies to every nice guy on the planet.
(especially me)
I'm the nice guy that every girl talks to,
the one they confide in, the one they can trust in,
the one person in the whole world that can tell
exactly what they're thinking before it comes out.
I'm the one they come crying to,
the one, i suppose,
who teaches them about guys,
and how they propose.
The one that they "love like a brother"
the one that has to sit, while they love another.
You see, this idea is really rather simple
not exactly flexible, but still, rather nimble.
The nice guy ends up liking the girl,
but once he tells her, she wants to hurl.
So the nice guy puts his feelings to the side,
and sits and wonders, all day long, "why?"
So the girl goes off and dates other guys,
getting treated like dirt, or like a pesty fly.
By the time the girl finally comes to realize -
by the time she finally opens her eyes -
The nice guy was there all along,
through the tears and the pain,
with his arms wide open, with no fear or shame.
So the girl finally gets it,
it finally sets in,
he was the one she should have been with!
But, by now, life has played a nasty prank
something comes up, out of the thin air
and comes between them, defying the pair.
This happens to guys right now,
and has occured in the past,
So take my saying to heart,
nice guys finish last.
~Me.
A little story that applies to every nice guy on the planet.
(especially me)
I'm the nice guy that every girl talks to,
the one they confide in, the one they can trust in,
the one person in the whole world that can tell
exactly what they're thinking before it comes out.
I'm the one they come crying to,
the one, i suppose,
who teaches them about guys,
and how they propose.
The one that they "love like a brother"
the one that has to sit, while they love another.
You see, this idea is really rather simple
not exactly flexible, but still, rather nimble.
The nice guy ends up liking the girl,
but once he tells her, she wants to hurl.
So the nice guy puts his feelings to the side,
and sits and wonders, all day long, "why?"
So the girl goes off and dates other guys,
getting treated like dirt, or like a pesty fly.
By the time the girl finally comes to realize -
by the time she finally opens her eyes -
The nice guy was there all along,
through the tears and the pain,
with his arms wide open, with no fear or shame.
So the girl finally gets it,
it finally sets in,
he was the one she should have been with!
But, by now, life has played a nasty prank
something comes up, out of the thin air
and comes between them, defying the pair.
This happens to guys right now,
and has occured in the past,
So take my saying to heart,
nice guys finish last.
~Me.