Good Guy (feat. Jessie Reyez)

[Intro] F  G  Am  C

[Estribillo]

      F                            
Since you bought the jury, they'll 
     G
call me guilty
 Am
They'll call me guilty
    F                             
You bought the jury, they'll call me
G
 guilty
Am              Em
Even though you know the real me
F                         G
You can't beat a cheater, convince a
 nonbeliever
      Am                        Em
And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out
              F                   
But I let you say that you're the 
G    Am
good guy
       F                     G    
'Cause this ain't what love looks 
  Am  Em
like
             F             G
You can't beat a cheater, convince a
 nonbeliever
Am
I ain't in my feelings, I'm out
              F                  
But I let you say that you're the 
   G      Am  Em
good guy
     F                  G         Am
They like, "You're the good guy"
Am                     F         
They like, they like, they like, 
            G
"you're the good guy"

[Primera Parte]

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

[Estribillo]

      F                            
Since you bought the jury, they'll 
     G
call me guilty
 Am
They'll call me guilty
    F                             
You bought the jury, they'll call me
G
 guilty
Am              Em
Even though you know the real me
F                         G
You can't beat a cheater, convince a
 nonbeliever
      Am                        Em
And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out
              F                   
But I let you say that you're the 
G    Am
good guy
       F                     G    
'Cause this ain't what love looks 
   Am  Em
like
             F             G
You can't beat a cheater, convince a
 nonbeliever
Am
I ain't in my feelings, I'm out
              F                  
But I let you say that you're the 
   G      Am  Em
good guy
     F                  G         Am
They like, "you're the good guy"
Am                     F         
They like, they like, they like, 
            G
"you're the good guy"