Candice Brown - You Know I'm No Good

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt
You say why did you do it with him today?
And sniffed 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 men down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He’s in a place, but I can't get joy,
Thinking on you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say "when we 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 you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

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 little carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble, you know that I'm no good

I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble, yeah you know that I'm no good