Eminem Good Guy Lyrics
Good Guy by Eminem
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 through it together, a severed earlobe Mailed to you in a E-N-V-E lope 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 die for sticks a steak knife in your heart Do you try more?
Related Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs Refresh Your Christmas Playlist With These 10 Modern Holiday Tracks Watch Ariana Grande's Record-breaking Video for 'Thank U, Next' 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 it I'm gettin' accused by a whore Who smells like say 19 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
Photos 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'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 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 you" 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 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 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 They like, "You're the good guy," they like, they like They like, "You're the good guy"
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 die for sticks a steak knife in your heart Do you try more?
Related Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs Refresh Your Christmas Playlist With These 10 Modern Holiday Tracks Watch Ariana Grande's Record-breaking Video for 'Thank U, Next' 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 it I'm gettin' accused by a whore Who smells like say 19 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
Photos 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'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 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 you" 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 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 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 They like, "You're the good guy," they like, they like They like, "You're the good guy"