Verse #1: (written by Masta C)
When everything is seen clearly…your eyes become teary..cause you just know how/
It would feel do die now…and nothing can express how you feel…ya just shout/
And no matter what happens…theres just no actions…that can make you feel/
Like everyone is for real…time makes wounds heal?..i don’t think that’s the deal/
And nothing can hide…how I feel on the inside…all hurt and torn/
I could have sworn…that it was real…missing her touch that was warm/
I trust them…but in the end…all we were….was just friends/
And no one had a hand to lend…I guess that’s why things were meant to be pretend/
Now im left here…face full of tears…just feeling down/
I just drift away…eyes in a gaze..cause in my sorrow I drown/


Verse #2: (written by Gene Pool)
alright, it's time to speak my mind, on what it's like, for nice guys to be last in line/
so yo, check it, I lay here breathless, awaiting my death wish/
was this some kind of freak passive like a hidden passage?, like a missing one of the tenth commandments?/
I ban this shit, from happenin spillin spit, dis-colored red, watch it stream down into the drainage ditch/
a good pistol whip, and a fist into the side of the ribs, y does it gotta end like this?!/
face'in down the end of a barrel, waitin for the bullet to put an end, and make me become sterile/
right now I'm in denial, can't accept the fact, that I'm about to take a curb stomp and a cap in the back/
and for what? I never really gave it to much thought, maybe god just hates my guts, cuz I don't try to start shit up/
instead guys like us, just get shit on cuz were nice to everyone, but no we can't have that/
cuz only assholes are allowed to get past that, that's why this life is wack/


Chorus: (written by Gene Pool and Masta C)
Nice guys always finish last, Like your a peice of trash/
Your the guy that gets bashed, never the perfect match/
cuz nice guys finish last, always strapped for cash/
tryin to live, but life changes all to fast/
Always feeling down, speaking but with no sound/
Heart left unfound, Cause Nice Guys finish last now/


Verse #3: (written by Masta C)
Every minute of every day…you feel alone and afraid…cause your full of sorrow/
And with all that she said…it went to your head…its so hard to swallow/
Cause your heart is scarred…and ya know its gonna be hard…but no one knows how ya feel/
Making ya wanna go kill...cause you loved her for real…I guess some things weren’t meant to be revealed/
Everything hurts so much…missing her touch…and the feel of her lips/
Missing every kiss…but in the end you gave her your heart..and she gave it back ripped/
Wounds go so deep…that the pain just leaks…right out and you don’t care/
Two of a kind, once a pair…now just nothing, I guess life really isn’t…that fair/
Remembering all the times I spent with her…I just wish they would have went slower/
Cause its just hard to lift my head up off these shoulders….and I just wish me and her werent over/


Verse #4: (written by gene Pool)
when will this shit end, all the discrimination against u but they still call u a friend/
but it’s all pretend, and ppl always tell u to put it back into the past tense/
like that saying forgive and forget, it’s something I’ve lived my life by, but it always fails in the end/
so the question runs deep, inside my veins, like a secreted venom slowly poisoning me/
will things ever be the same as my younger days? But no, cuz this life shits lame, and I’m always takin the blame/
can’t cry cuz my tears are so dried from all the shame, and the pain, that rips me away/
trying to make me insane, but I can’t awake, cuz this dream has me enslaved/
doomed to run my course of life through, until my time is overdue/
and it’ll be a revelation, when I finally come to, so fuck u and all the rest of u/
cuz nice guys always come last in the race of life, never able to break through that thick sheet of ice/


Chorus: (written by Gene Pool and Masta C)
Nice guys always finish last, Like your a peice of trash/ - (Masta C)
Your the guy that gets bashed, never the perfect match/ - (Masta C)
cuz nice guys finish last, always strapped for cash/ - (Gene Pool)
tryin to live, but life changes all to fast/ - (Gene Pool)
Always feeling down, speaking but with no sound/ - (Masta C)
Heart left unfound, Cause Nice Guys finish last now/ - (Masta C)

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