[00:00.00] 作词 : Yutaka Yamada/Jessie Reyez/Marshall Mathers/Lisa Gomamoto/Ray Illya Fraser/Norio Joseph Aono
[00:00.05] 作曲 : Yutaka Yamada/Jessie Reyez/Marshall Mathers/Lisa Gomamoto/Ray Illya Fraser/Norio Joseph Aono
[00:00.11]Here we go, a get in, from heroes to villains
[00:03.28]Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted
[00:06.15]A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with
[00:09.28]But still it gave me hope
[00:10.63]That we'll get through it together, a severed earlobe
[00:14.15]Mailed to you in an E-N-V-E lope
[00:16.04]Would be ****ed, but
[00:17.09]What kind of lens can you go
[00:18.38]Pull a Vincent Van Gogh, just to convince a damn hoe
[00:20.92]To be a housewife who outright lies
[00:23.48]She's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive
[00:26.30]I ran outside, why, she tryna act out
[00:28.72]She's just about my size
[00:30.00]Hit me in the mouth, twice
[00:31.55]Guys, when someone you die for sticks a stick knife in your heart
[00:34.76]Do you try more, Another late night inn
[00:36.98]She stumbles through my door and lets the daylight in
[00:39.80]And all we do is fight more
[00:41.09]And I ain't violent
[00:42.29]But she's goin' through my drawers to put the K-Y in
[00:44.91]I'm gettin' accused by a whore
[00:46.36]Who smells like cyanides and
[00:47.71]Who has probably screwed five more guys, sucked eight, nine men
[00:50.24]I'm takin' two by fours, to our eight by tens
[00:53.05]Bitch it's you I tore, not the frame I win
[00:55.72]Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in
[00:58.44]And here's an to ply for
[00:59.62]When you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass
[01:02.73]When you removed your bowels
[01:03.80]When we renewed our vows
[01:05.04]This the thanks I get
[01:06.27]I'm waitin' for the days
[01:07.55]I can hear you say, "Marshall, what a skank I've been"
[01:10.11]And there's a new guy your being replaced by him
[01:12.91]Got your tubes tied for him
[01:14.36]Got that boob job for him
[01:15.72]Hurts me to my core
[01:16.96]But the pain I'm in, after you I swore
[01:19.72]To make the grey skies in
[01:21.05]Here comes the rays like wind
[01:22.52]You get a pay hike and am I the good guy, or
[01:25.04]Do I just play like him and hope that he dumps you
[01:27.56]It's like the dream come true, just to scream "**** you"
[01:30.37]Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then
[01:33.05]'Cause you just look at me
[01:34.19]And roll them little snakes eyes in
[01:35.76]Since you bought the jury,
[01:37.17]They'll call me guilty, they'll call me guilty
[01:41.73]You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty,
[01:44.21]Even though you know the real me
[01:46.89]It can't be the cheater, convincin' nonbeliever
[01:49.29]And I ain't in my feelings,
[01:50.69]I'm out but I let you say that you're the good guy
[01:56.73]'Cause this ain't what love looks like
[02:02.55]It can't be the cheater, convincin' nonbeliever
[02:05.31]And I ain't in my feelings,
[02:06.55]I'm out but I let you say that you're the good guy
[02:13.46]They like you're the good guy, they like, they like
[02:18.79]They like you're the good guy

作词 : Yutaka Yamada/Jessie Reyez/Marshall Mathers/Lisa Gomamoto/Ray Illya Fraser/Norio Joseph Aono
作曲 : Yutaka Yamada/Jessie Reyez/Marshall Mathers/Lisa Gomamoto/Ray Illya Fraser/Norio Joseph Aono
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 an E-N-V-E lope
Would be ****ed, but
What kind of lens can you go
Pull a Vincent Van Gogh, just to convince a damn hoe
To be a housewife who outright lies
She's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive
I ran outside, why, she tryna act out
She's just about my size
Hit me in the mouth, twice
Guys, when someone you die for sticks a stick knife in your heart
Do you try more, Another late night inn
She stumbles through my door and lets the daylight in
And all we do is fight more
And I ain't violent
But she's goin' through my drawers to put the K-Y in
I'm gettin' accused by a whore
Who smells like cyanides 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, not the frame I win
Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in
And here's an to ply for
When you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass
When you removed your bowels
When we renewed our vows
This the thanks I get
I'm waitin' for the days
I can hear you say, "Marshall, what a skank I've been"
And there's a new guy your 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 grey 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 "**** 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
It 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
It 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