Ladies, us nice guys have a question
why is it we all end up as plan B as opposed to the main interest?
I'm not the most attractive, or the most perfect
But at least I try, whereas half the guys out there aren't worth it

I know, part of the curse of being nice
is remaining lonely more often than the guy who's colder than ice
it's like I've tried my best every time I've ever dated
but every single time I get up enough courage
"I love how your such a sweetheart but I'm talking to someone"
Now you might be thinking don't be discouraged there's someone out the for you and she'll be more than worth it.

Well, I've waited and waited and waited some more
I've been patient and kindhearted, but it's like I'm such a bore
Am I simply a burden? A back up plan if it doesn't work out?
Or am I beast? ostracized by the world and casted out?

Am I so mean spirited that no one would dare provide me affection?
Am I so unappealing to the body and mind that looking my way causes disintegration?
What is it? I'll change, I know that I can

The curse of being the nice guy.. we always finish last.