Vista previa
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 troubled
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 troubled
You know that I´m no good
Sweet reunion, jamaica and spain
Were 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 lickle 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 troubled, you know that I´m no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was troubled, yeah ya know that I´m no good