Racing down the same lane,
Practically the same way,
Wonder why people say,
Nice guys finish last.
Everyone awknowledges it,
say "he is the nicest guy around,
the sweetest around here,
the sugar around this town".
But then again he never gets what he wants,
Has tried but never succeded,
"I want to get it right for once",
The thought that in his head was ringing.
But no matter how hard he tried,
another always stole what he aimed for,
and at night he cried and cried,
nobody really cared for.
He kept getting up day after day,
with a fake smile on his face,
thinking to himself "let this be the day,
when I can finally prosper".
So no matter how hard the going got,
He kept going on and on,
Being nice guy left that shell fast,
Realized nice guys finish last.