bad guy
Candy Hill Lyrics


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I don't wanna be the bad guy arguing over the phone
Not gonna end up like the last guy reaching out for something to hold
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know that I don't got a body to hold

So tell me who was wrong
I'll tell you who was right
My favorite part of stories is the other side

She said that I'm the bad guy
I ain't even ask why
Steady pointing fingers steady fussin straight bad vibes
Glad I'm not the bad guy
I ain't even ask why
When I was taking pictures you already got your next lie
You became repugnant fuck your feelings ain't tryna discuss it
Only tryna jive in the function
It is what it is and it was what it wasn't
Was tryna jog at your pace but now I'm runnin
You left me on standby
Caught a flight red eye
Landed in my city now you got no one to stand by
And I know it ain't perfect but shit I'm trying

I don't wanna be the bad guy arguing over the phone
Not gonna end up like the last guy reaching out for something to hold
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know that I don't got a body to hold

So tell me who was wrong
Ill tell you who was right
My favorite part of stories is the other side

We don't do the same drugs
They don't show the same love
Tell your new mans he should get like me
Whole body go numb
Reason I don't show up
When you rely on a guy like me
Blue strips but my bitch red
Frequent drug user
Fell in love with the meds
Use your head or you gone lose it
Coulda loved chose cash instead
Rock designer like it's regular
Piece of art so I'm nailing her
Smoking jet fuel we gone take off
24-7 ain't no days off
I done put like 24 days in
All these hoes up in the crib
We call that shit the play bin

I don't wanna be the bad guy arguing over the phone
Not gonna end up like the last guy reaching out for something to hold
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know




I know, I know, I know, I know
I know that I don't got a body to hold

Overall Meaning

In "Bad Guy" by Candy Hill, the singer expresses his desire to avoid becoming the bad guy in a relationship. He doesn't want to engage in arguments over the phone, nor does he want to repeat the mistakes of the past by desperately seeking something to hold onto. Throughout the song, the repetition of "I know" emphasizes the singer's self-awareness of his shortcomings and his acknowledgment that he lacks someone to physically hold onto.


The chorus reflects on the dynamic of the relationship, with the singer questioning who is truly at fault. He admits that he enjoys hearing both sides of the story, suggesting a level of maturity and openness to see things from a different perspective. The verse following the chorus highlights the singer's frustration with being labeled as the bad guy without even being given the chance to understand why. He expresses relief that he is not the one asking why, indicating that he has accepted the situation and is ready to move on.


The second verse delves deeper into the singer's feelings of betrayal and disillusionment. He accuses his former partner of pointing fingers and spreading negativity while he tries to detach himself emotionally from the situation. The lyrics also touch on substance use as a coping mechanism, with the mention of different drugs and the singer's assertion that they don't "do the same drugs." This could suggest a divergence in lifestyle choices and values within the relationship, which further fuels the singer's perception of being the scapegoat.


In summary, "Bad Guy" by Candy Hill explores the singer's desire to avoid being seen as the bad guy in a relationship, while also acknowledging his own shortcomings. The lyrics depict a sense of frustration, betrayal, and the importance of hearing both sides of a story before passing judgment.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't wanna be the bad guy arguing over the phone
I don't want to be the person who engages in heated arguments over the phone


Not gonna end up like the last guy reaching out for something to hold
I don't want to repeat the same mistakes as the previous person, desperately seeking emotional support


I know, I know, I know, I know
I am fully aware and conscious of what's happening


I know that I don't got a body to hold
I am aware that I don't have a physical presence to comfort others


So tell me who was wrong
Please inform me about who made the mistake


Ill tell you who was right
I will inform you about who was correct in the situation


My favorite part of stories is the other side
I find great interest in exploring different perspectives and understanding both sides of a story


She said that I'm the bad guy
She accused me of being the one at fault


I ain't even ask why
I didn't even bother questioning her accusation


Steady pointing fingers steady fussin straight bad vibes
Continuously blaming and arguing, causing negative energy


Glad I'm not the bad guy
I am relieved that I am not the one to blame


When I was taking pictures you already got your next lie
While I was capturing moments, you were already planning your next deceitful statement


You became repugnant fuck your feelings ain't tryna discuss it
Your behavior has become unacceptable, disregarding your emotions, I have no interest in discussing it further


Only tryna jive in the function
I am only trying to have a good time


It is what it is and it was what it wasn't
The situation is as it is, and it was not what I expected


Was tryna jog at your pace but now I'm runnin
I was trying to match your speed, but now I'm moving faster


You left me on standby
You abandoned me, left me waiting for your attention


Caught a flight red eye
Took a late-night flight


Landed in my city now you got no one to stand by
Now that you're in my city, you don't have anyone to support you


And I know it ain't perfect but shit I'm trying
I acknowledge that it's not flawless, but I'm putting in effort


We don't do the same drugs
We don't engage in the same behaviors or have the same interests


They don't show the same love
They don't express the same level of affection


Tell your new mans he should get like me
Inform your new partner that they should strive to be like me


Whole body go numb
I feel emotionally detached


Reason I don't show up
The reason I don't appear or attend events


When you rely on a guy like me
When you depend on someone like me


Blue strips but my bitch red
I have blue money while my partner has red money


Frequent drug user
I frequently use drugs


Fell in love with the meds
I have become infatuated with medication


Use your head or you gone lose it
Be intelligent, or you will lose your mind


Coulda loved chose cash instead
I could have chosen love, but I opted for money instead


Rock designer like it's regular
I wear expensive designer clothing as if it's everyday attire


Piece of art so I'm nailing her
I consider her a work of art and have a intimate relationship with her


Smoking jet fuel we gone take off
Consuming strong drugs, we will experience a heightened sensation


24-7 ain't no days off
I am constantly working, with no breaks


I done put like 24 days in
I have invested a significant amount of time


All these hoes up in the crib
There are many promiscuous people in my place


We call that shit the play bin
We refer to that situation as a playful environment




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Ethan Turner, Fee Nash, James Bongiovanni, Trey Paul

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