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Ate E Ate
05:14
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Nice Guy
03:57
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by Lena Beamish
I'm your nice guy
And I hate it
See you revel
In my infatuation
Well, I used to be embarrassed to be around you
Now I'm just embarrassed for how I feel about you
I'm your best friend
But only when
You need something
You're wearing me thin
I'm so glad I did you all those favors just to see you leave
Without so much as a, "See you later"
I'm your mother
But not by blood
Just a placeholder
For all of the love
They never gave you as a child 'cause your daddy thought
You were just too wicked and wild
CHORUS
Trying so hard to be a good friend
Failing it all over again
It's wearing me out, it's wearing me thin
Doing it all, it never ends
Trying so hard to be a good friend
Failing it all over again
It's wearing me out, it's wearing me thin
Doing it all, it never ends
I'm your girlfriend
But not really
I'm just always here when you're lonely
Tell me again how she's really cool
But which one of us are you really trying to fool?
I'm your favorite
I'm 'too good to you'
But apparently
Not good enough for you
I'm getting tired of this back and forth
When we know damn well it'll never ever work
Trying so hard to be a good friend
Failing it all over again
It's wearing me out, it's wearing me thin
Doing it all, it never ends
Trying so hard to be a good friend (Would you say I'm a failure?)
Failing it all over again (Do you know what I've done for you?)
It's wearing me out, it's wearing me thin (Do you care at all?)
Doing it all, it never ends
I'm your nice guy, and I hate it
See you revel in my infatuation
Well, I used to be embarrassed to be around you
Now I'm just embarrassed for how I felt about you.
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Yellow
03:30
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We used to talk for hours
Now we don't talk at all
Thought we'd be friends forever
Never knew I could be so wrong
CHORUS
So go ahead and paint this old town yellow
And I'll paint the new one black
I've apologized a thousand times for just one thing
But not once were you sorry for all my panic attacks
Thanks for the lack of sympathy
I no longer know what you think of me
Go ahead, get it over with so we can be free
I came here for a song you no longer sing
So go ahead and paint this old town yellow
And I'll paint the new one black
I've apologized a thousand times for just one thing
But not once were you sorry for all these panic attacks
I hope this song finds you well
'Cause to be honest, baby, I'm in Hell
I feel like that's what you wanted, but you may just be oblivious
But it really feels like you never gave a damn about us
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4. |
The Enertron of Love
03:42
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