Always
talking tough
Thinking
your one above
You
choose the way you lose
It’ll
never get better
Pain
or pleasure
They
don’t come together
There
is nothing you can’t do
If
you set your mind to
Bad
mouthing the nice guy
Hate
isn’t what he is made of
No
one likes him because he is a nice
So
you turn away
You
let you weenie lead the way
Now
you caught an inflicting pain
When
the nice guy
Lives
to see another day
Pain
or pleasure
They
don’t come together
Pray
that they will get better
Hope
it won’t be forever
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