Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled-up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "What did you do with her today?" And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray 'Cause you're my girl, I'm your guy Hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore 'Cause 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-girl She's in a place in her own world Thinking of you in the final throes This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet ya, chips and pita You say, "When we're married" 'cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of her no more" I cried for you on the kitchen floor 'Cause 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 I soak my feet Then you notice little carpet burns My stomach drops, and my guts churn You shrug, and it's the worst You truly stuck your knife in first I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good, yeah I cheated myself Yeah, like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know I'm no good No good, no good No, no damn good, no damn good You should know, you should know by now You know I'm no good
