The Haunt & DYLYN - You Know I'm No Good

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurtYour rolled-up sleeves and your skull t-shirtYou say, "What did you do with him today?"And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray'Cause you're my fella, my guyHand me your Stella and flyBy the time I'm out the doorYou tear men down like Roger MooreI cheated myselfLike I knew I wouldI told you I was troubleYou know that I'm no goodUpstairs in bed with my ex-boyHe's in the place, but I can't joyThinkin' of you in the final throesThis is when my buzzer goesRun out to meet ya, your chips and pitaYou say, "When we married"'Cause you're not bitter"There'll be none of him no more"I cried for you on the kitchen floorI cheated myselfLike I knew I wouldI told you I was troubleYou know that I'm no goodSweet reunion, Jamaica and SpainWe're like how we were againI'm in the tub, you on the seatLick your lips as I soap my feetThen you notice little carpet burnMy stomach drop and my guts churnYou shrug and it's the worstWho truly stuck the knife in first?I cheated myselfLike I knew I wouldI told you I was troubleYou know that I'm no goodI cheated myselfLike I knew I wouldI told you I was troubleYou know that I'm no good