Pero que composición para destacarse, sus letras parecen ser un diario de su propia vida sentimental, y que voz para reconocerla, no cabe dudas de que expresar tu verdadero ser, tal y como eres puede traer tanta satisfacción.
"You Know I'm No Good"
"You Know I'm No Good"
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
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
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're tear men down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy
e's in the place, but I can't get joy
Thinking on you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet your chips and pitter
ou say we married, 'cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub you on the sink
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you know this little carpet burn
My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself like
I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble
you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself
like I knew I would
I told ya I was trouble
you know that I'm no good
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