Meet

you

down-

stairs

in

the

bar

and

hurt

Your

rolled

up

sleeves

in

your

skull

t-

shirt

You

say

Tan-

que-

ray,

’Cause

you're

my

fel-

la,

my

guy,

Hand

me

your

stel-

la

and

fly,

By

the

time

I'm

out

the

do-

or,

You

tear

men

down

like

Ro-

o-

ger

Moore,

I

chea-

ted

my-

self,

Like

I

knew

I

would,

I

told

you

I-

I

was

trou-

b-

le,

You

know

that

I'm

no

good,

Up-

stairs

in

bed,

with

my

ex

boy,

He's

in

a

place,

but

I

can't

get

joy,

buz-

zer

goes,

Run

out

to

meet

you,

chips

and

pit-

ta,

You

say

"when

we

mar-

ried",

'cause

you're

not

bit-

ter,

"There'll

be

none

of

him

no

mo-

ore,"

I

cried

for

you

on

the

kit-

chen

floor,

I

cheat-

ed

my-

self,

Like

I

knew

I

would,

I

told

you

I-

I

was

trou-

b-

le,

You

know

that

I'm

no

good,

Sweet

re-

u-

nion,

Ja-

mai-

ca

and

Spain,

We're

like

how

we

were

a-

gain,

I'm

in

the

tub,

you

on

the

seat,

Lick

your

lips

as

I

soak

my

feet,

Then

you

no-

tice

lik-

kle

car-

pet

burn,

My

sto-

mach

drops

a-

and

my

guts

churn,

You

shrug

and

it's

the

wo-

orst,

Who

tru-

ly

stuck

the

knife

in

fi-

irst

I

cheat-

ed

my-

self,

Like

I

knew

I

would

I

told

you

I-

I

was

trou-

b-

le,

You

know

that

I'm

no

good,

I

cheat-

ed

my-

self,

Like

I

knew

I

would

I

told

you

I-

I

was

trou-

ble,

Yeah,

you

know

that

I'm

no

goo-

ood.