Intro Since you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty They'll call me guilty You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty Even though you know the real me You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I let you say that you're the good guy 'Cause this ain't what love looks like You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I let you say that you're the good guy They like, "You're the good guy." They like, they like, they like, "You're the good guy." verse 1 Here we go again from heroes to villains Used to be your Romeo but we both were jilted A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with But still it gave me hope that we'll get Through it together, a severed earlobe Mailed to you in an E-N-V-elope would be dope But what kind of lengths can you go? Pull a Vincent van Gogh, just to convince a damn ho To be a housewife who outright lies She's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive I ran outside, why's she tryna act out? She's just about my size, hit me in the mouth twice Guys, when someone you'd die for Sticks a steak knife in your heart, do you try more? Another late night in, she stumbles through my door Lets the daylight in and all we do's fight more And I ain't violent, but she's goin' through my drawers To plant the K-Y in; I'm gettin' accused by a whore Who smells like St. Ides and who's probably screwed five more Guys, sucked eight/nine men I'm takin' two-by-fours to our eight-by-tens Bitch it's you I tore out the frame, I win Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in And here's some two-ply for when you date my friends In order to wipe your ass when you moved your bowels When we renewed our vows, this the thanks I get? I'm waitin' for the day I can Hear you say, "Marshall, what a skank I've been And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him." Got your tubes tied for him, got that boob job for him Hurts me to my core, but the pain I'm in After you, I swore to make the gray skies end Here come the rays, like when you get a pay hike and Am I the good guy or do I just play like him And hope that he dumps you? It's like a dream come true, just to scream "Fuck you!" Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then 'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snake eyes in Since— Since you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty They'll call me guilty You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty Even though you know the real me You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I let you say that you're the good guy 'Cause this ain't what love looks like You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever I ain't in my feelings, I'm out But I let you say that you're the good guy They like, "You're the good guy." They like, they like, they like, "You're the good guy."