Don't Be Nice (Victoria Blythe, Vocal) By: Greg Beattie
Sultry jazz/pop ballad about the pain of losing a perfect lover, heightened by his sweetness in departing. For scenes of break-up, heartache, remorse; intimate live music venue (lounge, bar, coffee house) settings. Live performance w/ standup bass, acoustic guitars, dark fiddle and light percussion.
Sultry jazz/pop ballad about the pain of losing a perfect lover, heightened by his sweetness in departing. For scenes of break-up, heartache, remorse; intimate live music venue (lounge, bar, coffee house) settings. Live performance w/ standup bass, acoustic guitars, dark fiddle and light percussion. Female Vocals, Pop Music, Acoustic Pop
Track Summary Music Track Title: Don't Be Nice (Victoria Blythe, Vocal) Catalog ID: 461206
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Description: Sultry jazz/pop ballad about the pain of losing a perfect lover, heightened by his sweetness in departing. For scenes of break-up, heartache, remorse; intimate live music venue (lounge, bar, coffee house) settings. Live performance w/ standup bass, acoustic guitars, dark fiddle and light percussion.
Styles: Ballad, Bluesy, Club / Bar / Lounge, Film Vocal, Indie, Live Concert, Romantic Breakup, Romantic Drama, Section / Credits, TV Vocal
Lyrical Topics: Leaving, Loss / Losing, Break Up, Compassion, Sad
Lyrics
A fella named Elvis had a heart that was true
When he said to his woman “don’t you be cruel”
But you’ve coated your goodbye with sugar and spice
It’s so hard to hate you when you act so damn nice
Don’t be nice, say something viscious
Don’t be nice, please don’t send your best wishes
Don’t be nice
You can love me tender if you still feel the part
But don’t leave me tender cause you make it oh so hard
Well I want to be friendly but it’s just too soon
So please don’t pour your honey on these open wounds
Don’t be nice, don’t reassure me
Don’t be nice, only venom will cure me
Don’t be nice.
Why don’t you tell me it was somebody new
So I can stop blaming me and start blaming you
Say something bad, let me begin to hope
Something good will come from seeing you go
Don’t be nice, spare me your pity
Don’t be nice, don’t try to say something witty
Don’t be nice.
It’s so hard to hate you when you act so damn nice.
Extended Keywords: bluesy violin solo bongos mouth-percussion atmospheric haunted haunting jazz chords true love gentle goodbye good/bad self-blame disappointment broken-hearted heartbreak sorrowful love-lost man-woman lost-hope despair desperate lost
