Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves on your skull T - shirt
You said , " What did you do with him today ? "
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella , my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you , I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex - boy
He's in a place but I can't get joy
Thinking of you in the final throws
This is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you , chips and pitta
You say , " When we married " ,
cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you , I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub , you're on the seat
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
And then you notice little carpet burns
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you , I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you , I was trouble
Yeah , you know that I'm no good
