Us nice guys,
We finish last in romance,
Although first in your hearts
As friends, we hope for more
What never becomes of us
We beg, We plead for a chance
But never given one
As usual they say
"lets just be friends"
Finishing last is all feelings
Feelings I never needed
Attachment is my only weakness
My strength to forget has dissipated
Along with the heart of a so called "nice Guy"
If dieing was an option
Just to forget the memories of your face
I'd say to the world let me go
To heaven or hell whichever
Will accept the real me
At last i feel accepted,
In this place where i cannot return
To the mistakes I had made,
To make you feel they way you did bout me
And the only feeling never missed and reassured
Are the feelings i had for you
