Consequences of Being Good
She said she wanted a Romeo but I guess she was lying.
A lot of long nights and soaked pillows come from you crying.
Then she meets the right one, somebody just like me.
As time passes she realizes it ain't what she thought it would be.
So you get a phone call, stating this cant't work at all,
then your head falls as you try to shake it off.
But it happens to us all for being a good guy.
He cooked up good lie all I got was a good bye.
I never understood why they love bad dudes, that make bad moves and treat you like bad food.
But really I dont care it's kind of backwards if you ask me.
Just put on A$AP Rocky album and turn it to track 3.
As I listen I decide to be quiet, throw on my hoodie.
Thinking is this what I deserve for being a goodie?
And the more you think about it, the more it makes you mad.
Then you say forget it I guess I'll turn bad.
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