I cheated myself like I knew I would I told ya, I was troubled You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy he's in the place, but I can't get joy thinking of you in the final throws, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet your chicks and bitter 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, I was troubled You know that I'm no good
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