I hate nice girls.
If they so much as say hello i stays on my mind if they return my text my heart races.
The day one calls me I'll look at my call history and grin.
But i know in my heart that's just them being nice.
People who are nice to me are nice to everyone else, i almost end up forgetting that.
If the truth is cruel, then lies must be kind, that's why kindness is a lie.
I gave up on always expecting that, always mistaking it even hoping for it.
Someone who's been alone for so long doesn't fall for the same trick twice.
I'm a veteran, I'm the best there is when it comes to losing, and that why i'll always hate nice girls.