Mr Nice Guy

Why'd you go and have to test me, Miss? Out of nowhere, ignoring my texts and shit You said we should make it official So I said let's date for a little then let's commit Next minute and you're uploading sexy pics On Instagram to get some dick Got me feeling all depressed and shit I know you're having sex with Mitch, you festy bitch! Fuck you! Little buck-toothed slut Why the fuck did I trust you? Fuck you, mutt! Fuck you and any other boy you chase I hope they enjoy the taste of these nuts you sucked How the hell did I fall for a groupie? All she had to do was call me a cutie and root me Let me put it all in her booty This bitch roofied me with all her beauty Fake bitch, ain't shit but a pretty face Shitty waist, shitty cheeks, shitty teeth, shitty mates Shitty tits, shitty lips, shitty feet, shitty traits Still, I liked you, shit, I got a shitty taste I remember you laid in my arms And I cradled you close as you played with my palms It just seemed so amazingly calm That right there should have raised some alarms but No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead Fuck the slut stuck inside my head I don't know why I let this hoe slide Inside my bed, I said No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead Fuck the slut stuck inside my head I don't know why I let this hoe slide INSIDE MY BED, I SAID NO MORE MR NICE GUY, THE NICE GUY'S DEAD FUCK THE SLUT STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD I DON'T KNOW WHY I LET THIS HOE SLIDE INSIDE MY BED, I SAID NO MORE MR NICE GUY, THE NICE GUY'S DEAD FUCK THE SLUT STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD I DON'T KNOW WHY I LET THIS HOE SLIDE INSIDE MY BED, I SAID No more Mr Nice Guy The shit you did, I was a bit surprised by Disrespected, ditched and lied by Wouldn't give a minute to the shit little bitch in hindsight I might've missed the signs, right? Missed every risk, gotta fix my eyesight Went to your mates for a day then you said Our connection had changed like you switched the WiFi! And you couldn't even care if I'm copin' You've broken my heart, now you are tearin' it open Hopin', that I'm not aware that you're gropin' A bloke in his bed while you're sharin' a moment Silly me was prepared for devotion Tricked to commit by a flair of emotion I'm reminded by strands of your hair That I find with my hand on the chair that you smoked in I should've known it was just a facade Should've known you were a selfish little slut from the start Went from a little bit of lust at a bar To my bed, to my head, to the trust in my heart Now I'm disgusted, flustered and scarred I guess that adjusting is hard Enjoy your golden days, babe, 'cause the day that you're old and grey Nobody's gonna give a fuck who you are! No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead Fuck the slut stuck inside my head I don't know why I let this hoe slide Inside my bed, I said No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead Fuck the slut stuck inside my head I don't know why I let this hoe slide INSIDE MY BED, I SAID NO MORE MR NICE GUY, THE NICE GUY'S DEAD FUCK THE SLUT STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD I DON'T KNOW WHY I LET THIS HOE SLIDE INSIDE MY BED, I SAID NO MORE MR NICE GUY, THE NICE GUY'S DEAD FUCK THE SLUT STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD I DON'T KNOW WHY I LET THIS HOE SLIDE INSIDE MY BED, I SAID (No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead) (No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead) (No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead) (No more Mr Nice Guy, the nice guy's dead)