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Intro 
F G Am C 

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

verse 1 
        F                G 
Here we go again from heroes to villains 
Am                C                     F 
Used to be your Romeo but we both were jilted 
             G                  Am 
A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with 
Am                             F 
But still it gave me hope that we'll get 
G                              Am 
Through it together, a severed earlobe 
                    Em                   F 
Mailed to you in an E-N-V-elope would be dope 
                  G 
But what kind of lengths can you go? 
       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                         Am 
Sticks a steak knife in your heart, do you try more? 
        C                                   F 
Another late night in, she stumbles through my door 
            G                          Am 
Lets the daylight in and all we do's fight more 
Am                                           F 
And I ain't violent, but she's goin' through my drawers 
              G                     Am 
To plant the K-Y in; I'm gettin' accused by a whore 
                 Em                          F 
Who smells like St. Ides and who's 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                      C 
Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in 
                F                    G 
And here's some two-ply for when you date my friends 
         Am 
In order to wipe your ass when you moved your bowels 
         F                         G 
When we renewed our vows, this the thanks I get? 
             Am 
I'm waitin' for the day I can 
C                                          F 
Hear you say, "Marshall, what a skank I've been 
              G                         Am 
And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him." 
                                      F 
Got your tubes tied for him, got 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                        Am 
Here come the rays, like when you 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                      C 
It's like a dream come true, just to scream "Fuck you!" 
          F                             G 
Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then 
                 Am 
'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snake eyes in 
 Am 
Since— 

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