Hey, (F5)good girl, you with your (Eb5)head in the clouds, I (C5)bet you I can tell you (F5)what you’re (Eb5)think in’ a (Bb5)bout.

You see a (F5)good boy, like gon na (Eb5)give you the world.

(Bb5)But he’s (C5)gon na leave you cry in’ (F5)with your (Bb5)heart in the dirt.

ev His he’s (C5)lips are drip pin’ hon ey, (F5)but he’ll (Eb5)sting you like a bee.

So (C5)lock up all your love and (F5)go and (Eb5)throw a way (Bb5)the key.

Hey, (C5)good girl, get (Bb5)out while you can.

Bet I ter (C5)know you think (Bb5)you got a (F)good don’t man.

(Bb5)where he’s been.

(Ab)Why,

why you (Cm7)got ta be so (Ab)blind?

Won’t you o pen up your (Ab)eyes?

It’s just a (Cm7)mat ter of time

’til you find

he’s no (CN.C.)good, girl, no good for you.

You bet ter get to get tin’ on your good bye shoes and go,

go,

go,

bet ter lis ten to me.

He’s (Cm7)low, low,

low.

Hey, (F5)good girl, you got a (Eb5)heart in of gold, you (C5)want a white can wed ding (F5)and a (Eb5)hand you can (Bb5)hold.

Just like you (F5)should, girl, like gon na (Eb5)good girl the does, (Bb5)want a (C5)fair y tale you end ing, (F5)with some (Bb5)bod y to love.

But His he’s (C5)real ly good at ly in’, (F5)yeah, he’ll (Eb5)leave you in the dust.

’Cause (C5)when he says for ev er, (F5)well, it (Eb5)don’t mean way (Bb5)much.

key.

Hey, (C5)good girl, too (Bb5)good while for him.

Bet I ter (C5)back a way, (Bb5)you hon ey, (F)you don’t know (Bb5)where he’s been.

(Ab)Why,

why you (Cm7)got ta be so (Ab)blind?

Won’t you o pen up your (Ab)eyes?

It’s just a (Cm7)mat ter of time

’til you find

he’s no (CN.C.)good, girl, no good for you.

You bet ter get to get tin’ on your good bye shoes and go,

go,

go,

bet ter lis ten to me.

He’s (Cm7)low, low,

low.

Hey,

yeah, yeah, yeah, he’s low,

(Bb5)yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, (Bb5)he’s no good, girl, why can’t you see?

He’ll take your heart and break it, lis ten to me.

Why,

why you got ta be so (Ab)blind?

Won’t you o pen up your (Ab)eyes?

It’s just a (Cm7)mat ter of time

’til you find

he’s no (Ab)good,

he’s no good.

Won’t you o pen up your (Ab)eyes?

It’s just a (Cm7)mat ter of time

’til you find

he’s no (CN.C.)good, girl, no good for you.

You bet ter get to get tin’ on your good bye shoes.