I don't get this world
The "Good Guyz"
Are sufferer's when it comes
To today's sexuality
And societies expectations

Time and time again
We've seen the gurl we care for
Choose the worse partner
Yet, we aren't aloud to stop them

Without being
Named, hated
And abused

And refuse to ackknowledge
Those of us by there side
And actually care for them

The many "Good Guys"
Would give the works
To make you happy

No matter how hard
We try to get away
Your love comes back
Hunting us

When you call
At all times of the night
to talk of the damn asses
with no knowledge
of how special you are
For they continue to
break your heart constantly

We are the shoulders
You cry on
The confidents you trust
The ones there by you
day and night consoling you.

I can't take it no more
My ultimate reward
For loving you
Is always getting
My heart shattered
By you constant heart breakes

Why does it
Have to hurt me so much?
Its not happenning to me.

Should i become another one
Of those carless heartless
Pussy charlatan's?
Maybe breaking a couple of hearts
Will be rewarding?

I can forecast them coming
I can gaze there desires
That grin they have
Why can't you?

Can't you see wat he wants?
Its so fucking obvious
Why do you refuse to take cautions?
I wanna always be there
But OPEN your F*** YOUR EYES

don't you wanna be treated,
Like you deserve to be treated?
I don't get it?

May be us
The gentlemans of our times
Loneliness was the only
Love meant for us

For its the soul company
We get on a regularely

What kills me is,
Even though i know
I can't have you
When you call me
with your broken heart
I can't help but be there

I've Watched you crie
On my shoulder
One to many times..

Alone I am
Its my destiny
So it shall be

But, damn all of you
That take love for granted
Those in love
I can't even begin
To tell you how lucky
You are

I don't get this..
But, i must say
One day it will be
Our turn..
Then we'll divulge
How and how
A gurl should be cared for

Our time is upon them...
To all the "Good Guyz"

 
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