good guy lyrics – eminem, jessie reyez

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 be the cheater
convincin’ 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
play like you’re the good guy
play like, play like, play
like you’re the good guy

here we go, a get in
from heroes to villains
used to be your romeo, but
we were 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 thought it
together, a severed earlobe
mailed to yo in an e-n-v-e lope
would be dope, but
what kind of lens can u go?
pull a vincent van gogh
just to convince a damn ho
to be a housewife who outright lies
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 die for sticks a
steak knife in your heart
do you try more?
another late night in
she stumbles through my door,
lets the day light in
and all we do’e 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 sells like cyanide and
who has 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 date
i can hear you say
“marshall, what a skank i’ve been
and there’sa 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 gary skies in
here comes the rays like wind
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 the dream come true,
just to scream “fuck u”
guess you take life in
the same way you play dice then
’cause you just look at me and
roll them little snakes eyes in

-since -since you bought the jury
they’ll call me guilty
they’ll call me guilty
even though you know the real me
you can’t be the cheater,

convincin’ 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 be the cheater,
convincin’ 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
they like, “you’re the good
guy”, they like, they like
they like, “you’re the good guy”