Nice guys finish last.

Did you ever notice the ‘‘cool guys’’ gets the chicks?
Ok, I may not be so cool, my car isn't a Beemer, but that doesn't mean I won't love you.
I did everything for you, bought you presents.
Who was there when you needed somebody? I was.
Who was there when you needed a shoulder to cry on? I was.
All the things I did, all the words I said meant nothing to you?

Before I knew it a cool guy walks in, with a tuned car.
He snaps his finger and you are his.
All of a sudden I’m in the dark. You don't know me anymore, you don't care.
Took my car and left, just like I came, alone.
My car isn't good enough?
Someday I’ll show you who I am and what I can do.

They ask why my car means so much to me.
It's simple, she never lets me down, and she’s there when I need her...