You Know I’m No Good Cœur de Pirate

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 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 me down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, that 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 of you in the final throes
This is when my buzzer goes

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