hey i found a song that represents half of the guys who post YAGTs

[gopunk]

by the descendents:

I'm the one
I've been here for you all along
I'm the one
Who's shoulder you've been crying on

Nice guys finish last no one knows as good as me
We're just good friends and you come for me for sympathy
You tell me that I'm not your type
But still you call me late at night
Everytime he picks a fight
After all he's said and and all he's done

I'm the one
I've been here for you all along
I'm the one
Who's shoulder you've been crying on

He's a total dick that's the truth and you know I'm right
From everything you say there's no way he'll ever do you right
You love a man who treats you wrong
You think you'll change him but you're wrong
He'll use you then you'll say so long
After all he's said and all he's done

I'm the one
I've been here for you all along
I'm the one
Who's shoulder you've been crying on

I'm the one who wants you more than anything
You don't feel the same way you made it clear to me
But I'll stand my ground and maybe you'll hear what I'm saying
After all I've said and all I've done

I'm the one
I've been here for you all along
I'm the one
Who's shoulder you've been crying on
I'm the one (x2)

 

[BlueWeasel]

 

[Oscar1613]

Six numbers
One more to dial
Before I'm before you
I tried to call
Been busy all night
Gave up waiting at daylight

Excuse me mrs. busybody
Could you pencil me in when you can?
Though we both know
That the worst part about it
Is i would be free when you wanted me
If you wanted me

Oh, I am the man on the side
Hoping you'll make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man on the side

One of the many
But one of the few
To stand back and wait for you

Excuse me mrs. busybody
Could you pencil me in when you can?
Though we both know that the worst part about it
Is I won't be free when you wanted me
If you wanted me
If you wanted me

Oh, I am the man on the side
Hoping you'll make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man on the side
Life as the man on the side

I fell in love with a dream that I built of you
Playing the part of the queen
Taking my own advice
I'm giving up tonight
Good luck to you and the king

Excuse me mrs. busybody
Could you pencil me in?
Though we both know that the worst part about it
Is I would be free when you wanted me
If you wanted me
If you wanted me

I am the man on the side
Hoping you'll make up your mind
I am the one who will swallow his pride
Life as the man
You know life as the man
Living life as the man on the side


John Mayer - Man on the Side

 

[boyRacer]

Loser - Beck

In the time of chimpanzees
I was a monkey
Butane in my veins
and I became the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs,
Spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights
And put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser
And the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches,
Sleep on the love-seat
Someone keeps sayin'
I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding
And a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation
And a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face
With some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps
And burnin' down the trailer park

(Yo. Cut it.)

Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Double-barrel buckshot)

Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'Cuz one's got a weasel
And the other's got a flag
One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows
And the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
Slap the turkey-neck
And it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef
For the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax
Fallin' on a termite
Who's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Drive-by body-pierce)
(Yo, bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....
[chorus backwards]
(I'm a driver, I'm the winner;
Things are gonna change
I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby?)
Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
*[Translation: "I'm a loser"]

... jk...