Nice Guys

You’re so pretentious
Pretending like you hate me when the world don’t go your way
So tell your guy friends
She was super clingy so you gotta get away

You’re not my interest
If your ego had a zip code it would be a whole state wide
But sure, I’m obsessed
I guess if you’re polite, it means I oughta stay the night
Right?

I’m sick of nice guys
I want someone who actually wears hearts inside their eyes
And isn’t only interested in what’s between my thighs
You win me like a trophy, not a consolation prize

You’re so persistent
Asking why I’m distant, maybe learn to read the signs
You’re inconsistent
Claiming I’m your everything, but also not your type

So tell your guy friends
The conversation where I left things off the other night
I’m sure from your end
You got in my pants then left my ass, and made me cry
Right?

I’m sick of nice guys
I want someone who actually wears hearts inside their eyes
And isn’t only interested in what’s between my thighs

You win me like a trophy, not a consolation prize
You win me like a trophy, not a consolation prize