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 
 [bad word] 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 reUNIОN, 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 [bad word] and it's the worst 
To [bad word] 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