Dm                                          Gm
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard,
         A7                                           Dm
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt.
Dm                                              Gm
You say why did you do it with him today?
         A7                                   Dm
And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray.

Gm
Cause you’re my fella, my guy
E7
Hand me your stella and fly
F
By the time I’m out the door,
        E7                             A7
You tear me down like Roger Moore.

Refrão

Dm                        Am
I cheated myself,
           E7          Am
Like I knew I would.
   Dm                     Am
I told ya, I was trouble,
        E7                         Am 
You know that I’m no good.

Dm                             Gm
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
A7                                  Dm
He’s in the place, but I cant get joy.
Dm                                Gm
Thinking of you in the final throws,
A7                        Dm
This is when my buzzer goes.

Gm
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
E7
You say when we’re married ‘cause you’re not bitter
F
There’ll be none of him no more,
   E7                              A7
I cried for you on the kitchen floor.

Refrão

Dm                        Am
I cheated myself,
           E7         Am
Like I knew I would.
          Dm           Am
I told ya, I was trouble,
       E7                          Am
You know that I’m no good.

Dm Am E7 Am (2X) 

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
A7                            Dm
We’re like how we were again
Dm                          Gm
I’m in the tub You on the seat
A7                          Dm
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Gm
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
E7
My stomach drops yeah and my guts churn
F
You shrug and it’s the worst,
     E7                       A7
To truly stuck the knife in first.

Refrão

Dm                        Am
I cheated myself,
           E7         Am
Like I knew I would.
   Dm                   Am
I told ya, I was trouble,
       E7                           Am
You know that I’m no good.

Dm            Am
I cheated myself,
          E7          Am
Like I knew I would.
   Dm                  Am
I told ya, I was trouble,
        E7                          Am
You know that I’m no good.