Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do 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 man down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was troubled
Yeah, you know I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy
He in the place, but I can't get joy
Thinking of you in the final throws
This is when my buzzer goes
I run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
And you say 'when we married',
'cause you're not bitter,
'There'll be none of him no more',
I cry for you 7614, my Blake
Yeah, I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was troubled
You know I'm no good
Yeah, I cheated myself
Like I knew I knew, I would
Baby, I told ya, I told ya, Iwas troubled
You know I'm no good
