Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say why did you do it with him today?
And sniff 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 ya, I was trouble
You know that I´m no good

Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He´s in the place, but I cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throws,
This is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet your chicks and bitter
You say when we´re married cause youre 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 ya, 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 youre on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you notice little carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it´s the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, you know that I´m no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble, yeah ya know that I´m no good