[Intro (Slowly, detuned lullaby, heavy rain ambience, vinyl crackle, aqua pura, slurred and labored breath vocals)] You’re such a nice boy... (But that’s the problem, isn’t it?) [Verse 1 (3/4 Waltz, minimalist production, NES soundchip, square wave melodies, bit-crushed and lazy vocals)] So You’re getting mad ‘Cause I posted a pic? Boy Don't be dramatic It’s just an aesthetic And why would I tag you And mess up the feed? It’s not about "clout" Or the status you need I just like the mystery The "who is she with?" Does it hurt your ego That I’m keeping it myth? You’re chasing a check-mark I’m chasing a vibe Why you so obsessed With the digital tribe? [Chorus (Heavy gabber kick, electronic hyperpop, high-pitched creepy voice, ethereal harmonies, vocal runs)] And I never said I loved you No, I never said I loved you Maybe I thought that I liked you But you’re such a nice boy I know I want a bad one I want a bad one [Verse 2 (Drill rap, dark guitar, fuzz, triangle wave bass, syncopated beats, choked and slurred vocals)] So I called you up Yeah, I wanted to vent You’re the "safe" one The one who’s heaven-sent I told you about him The one with the scars The one who drives fast And gets kicked out of bars Yeah, he’s taller than you And his temper is short But he doesn't need Validation or support He’s a beautiful wreck And he’s ruinous fun And you’re just the guy Who gets everything done You’re "stable" and "sweet" And you’re bored out of your mind While I’m looking for something A bit less refined So don’t act surprised When I say it again: "Nice guys are boring" Let's just stay friends. [Solo (Detuned recorder, 8-bit chiptune glissando, pulse-width modulation synth, bit-crushed noise, squishy drum cymbals)] [Chorus (Drum and bass, 8-bit chiptune, crunchy noise-channel percussion, squishy ad-libs, heavy kick)] And I never said I loved you No, I never said I loved you Maybe I thought that I liked you But you’re such a nice boy I know I want a bad one I want a bad one [Bridge / Breakout (VOCALOID6 children's spoken word, smooth keys, lo-fi ambient, whispering but cute, light echo)] Look, it's not that you're not "enough." You're just... too much of the right thing. And I'm clearly looking for the wrong one. Don't be so nice about it. It makes me feel guilty. And I hate feeling guilty. [Outro (Oldies, dark guitar, pulse-width modulation synth, vinyl crackle, slow fading labored breath)] You're such a nice boy. Go find a nice girl. 'Cause I'm definitely not her.
