Nice guys finish last You're running out of gas Your sympathy will get you left behind Sometimes you're at your best, when you feel the worst Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain
Pressure cook and bake my brain and tell me I'm insane I'm so fucking happy I could cry Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you I never knew you were such a funny guy
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
Living on command You're shaking lots of hands Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need Bite the hand that feeds You lose your memory and you got no shame
Pressure cook and bake my brain and tell me I'm insane I'm so fucking happy I could cry Every joke can have it's truth and now the joke's on you I never knew you were such a funny guy
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine Ooh!
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine |
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