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