The nicest guy you'll ever meet
Is ashamed to so his face
You crush his dreams with his feet
He's the last of a dieing race
His tears are hard to find
His heart was never too small
Devils were really unkind
That he put up brick wall
He held on to his past
He walked through the rain alone
A life time goes so fast
But not when you're alone
He hated being the nice guy
Girl saying lets just be friends
I wish I could ask him why
But one cut and the story ends
The nicest guy you'll ever meet
Now sends tears down your face
You walk around his grave with your feet
He was one of the last of a dieing race
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