Встретила тебя внизу в баре и узнала
Тебя по твоим закатанным рукавам и футболкой с черепом
Ты спросил, что ты делала с ним сегодня?
И понюхал меня, будто я лондонский джин
Потому что ты мой друг, мой парень
Вручи мне свою Стеллу и лети
К тому времени, как я оказываюсь за порогом,
Ты разносишь меня в пух и прах, как Роджер Мур
Я обманула себя
Будто знала, что так и будет.
Я сказала тебе, что была обеспокоена
Ты ведь знаешь, я не умею лгать.
Наверху в постели с моим бывшим.
Он рядом, но это не приносит мне удовольствие
Думая о тебе в последний момент
Я достигаю оргазма
Встречаю тебя, чипсы и хлеб
Ты говоришь, что ‘когда мы поженимся’,
Потому что ты не жесток
‘Больше не будет его’.
Я проплакала из-за тебя на полу на кухне
Я обманула себя
Будто знала, что так и будет.
Я сказала тебе, что была обеспокоена
Ты ведь знаешь, я не умею лгать.
Приятное воссоединение Ямайки и Испании
Мы такие же, какими были
Я в ванной, ты рядом
Облизываешь губы, пока я намыливаю ноги
Вдруг ты замечаешь отпечатки ковра на моих коленках [от догги-стайл]
И у меня внутри всё переворачивается.
Ты пожимаешь плечами, и это самое худшее
Но кто первый кому вставил нож в спину?
Я обманула себя
Будто знала, что так и будет.
Я сказала тебе, что была обеспокоена
Ты ведь знаешь, я не умею лгать.
Я обманула себя
Будто знала, что так и будет.
Я сказала тебе, что была обеспокоена
Ты ведь знаешь, я не умею лгать.
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do it 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 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,
He's in a place, but I cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips 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 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're on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
My stomach drops 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, yeah ya know that I'm no good
Met you at the bar downstairs and recognized
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull T-shirt
You asked what you did with him today?
And sniffed me like I'm London gin
Because you are my friend, my boyfriend
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm outside the door
You blow me to smithereens like Roger Moore
I fooled myself
As if she knew that it would be so.
I told you I was worried
You know I can't lie.
Upstairs in bed with my ex.
He's around, but it doesn't please me
Thinking of you at the last moment
I reach orgasm
I meet you chips and bread
You say that ‘when we get married’
Because you are not cruel
"There will be no more of him."
I cried because of you on the kitchen floor
I fooled myself
As if she knew that it would be so.
I told you I was worried
You know I can't lie.
Enjoyable reunion of Jamaica and Spain
We are the same as we were
I'm in the bathroom, you're near
Lick your lips while I soap my feet
Suddenly you notice carpet prints on my knees [from doggy style]
And inside me everything turns upside down.
You shrug your shoulders and that's the worst
But who was the first to put the knife in the back?
I fooled myself
As if she knew that it would be so.
I told you I was worried
You know I can't lie.
I fooled myself
As if she knew that it would be so.
I told you I was worried
You know I can't lie.
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say what did you do it 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 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,
He's in a place, but I cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet you, chips 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 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're on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
My stomach drops 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, yeah ya know that I'm no good
