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