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 morning goes, hmm amy winehouse you know im 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 I cheated myself Like I knew I would
Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled-up sleeves in your skull T-shirt You say, "What did you do with him today?" And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray hmm Sweet reunion
