He claims to be Mr. Nice Guy.
the kind of guy that will hold your hand.
the kind of guy that'll give you that tender kiss.
he's the kind of guy that swears he can be
the one.
see, Mr. Nice Guy will tell you sweet things.
says he's the type to bring flowers to your door
and call when he says he will.
he's the guy that says that if you're with him,
you couldn't ask for anything better.
but Mr. Nice Guy claims to say
that only girls want the b@d@$$e$.
that they over-look this Mister Nice Guy.
so then Ms. Nice Girl comes along,
and tries to talk with Mr. Nice Guy
to cheer him up.
but instead is ignored by this guy
who claims to be 'perfect',
or close to it.
so Ms. Nice Girl doesn't waste her time
with yet another one
that claims to be 'nice'.
doesn't need to deal with more of
the claims and the lies.
the immature boys that are ignorant
and naive.
she stops and decides to leave thinking,
"Mr. Nice Guy seems like an @$$h0le to me."
