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. REFRÃO
I told ya, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good. 1a x do refrão
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.
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say when we're married 'cause you're 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 trouble,
You know that I'm no good.
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Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub You on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
My stomach drops yeah and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst,
To truly stuck the knife in first.
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would.
I told ya, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good.
I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would.
I told ya, I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good.