Good Guys Finish Last

I’m normal, informal
Been leaning on my laurels
My chances have passed
From thinking too fast
'Cause you know
Good guys finish last
I’m jaded, and aged
Might always be the bridesmaid
And some of my dreams
Are split at the seams
'Cause you know
Good guys finish last
And if you had my eyes
Then you wouldn’t criticise
We sing our songs together
But if you wore my shoes
Then you’d maybe get the blues
I can’t do this forever
Overthinking
Ego shrinking
Close our eyes and drink for England
Don’t ignore us
Speak up for us
Open wide and sing!
Insolvent, disappointment
Not sure I’d stand employment
I’m holding my stance
For my final chance
'Cause you know
Good guys finish last
'Cause you know
Good guys finish last
Yeah you know
Good guys finish last