Nice guys finish last
You're running out of gas
Your sympathy will get you left behindSometimes you're at your best
When you feel the worst
Do you feel washed up?
Like piss going down the drainPressure cooker pick my brain
And tell me I'm insane
I'm so fucking happy, I could cryEvery joke can have it's truth
And now the joke's on you
I never knew you were such a funny guyOh, nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spineLiving on command
You're shaking lots of hands
You're kissing up
And bleeding all your trustTaking what you need
Bite the hand that feeds
You lose your memory
And you got no shamePressure cooker pick my brain
And tell me I'm insane
I'm so fucking happy I could cryEvery joke can have it's truth
But now the joke's on you
I never knew you were such a funny guyOh, nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spineOh, nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spineOh, nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spineOh, nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine
Composição: Mike Dirnt / Billie Joe Armstrong / Tre Cool.
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