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