The Bad Guy

I ain't the one that cheated I ain't the one who lied I ain't the one who texted someone with some kind of secret to hide But you had to wait for me to be the one to say goodbye So you could make the good girl The bad guy I know I was screaming Tossing out your stuff But who wouldn't go off the deep end When there ain't nothing left to trust? You'll tell them that I'm crazy But you won't tell them why You'll just make the good girl The bad guy If I had been the one who came home drunk that Friday night To kiss that girl and rock our world, then baby, you'd be right If you could handle being wrong You wouldn't have to find A way to make the good girl The bad guy The bad guy Ain't no use in trying To convince you why you can't Do the things you've done to me and get another second chance So say that I gave up And that you're the one who tried Whatever makes the good girl The bad guy If I had been the one who came home drunk that Friday night To kiss that girl and rock our world, then baby, you'd be right If you could handle being wrong You wouldn't have to find A way to make the good girl The bad guy If I can have my freedom Then baby, I don't mind Being both the good girl And the bad guy