You Know I'm No Good - Amy Winehouse

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt You say, "Why 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 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 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 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, 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 seat Lick your lips as I soak my feet Then you notice little carpet burn My stomach drop and my guts churn Then you shrug and it's the worst Who truly dug 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 told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good You know that I'm no, good

I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt like hell Wish I was blind so I couldn't see it for myself You look good and you know it baby Go on and own it baby Lord have mercy on my soul Looks like your rock is on a roll I ain't cryin' there's just something in my eye I ain't dyin' 'cause you came in here tonight It's not because you look so good it hurts I'm just choking on the smoke of a bridge I burned You look good and you know it baby Go on and own it baby Yeah you called it I was wrong, and you were right I saw it lady when you walked in here tonight Oh, I - there's just something in my eye I ain't dyin' 'cause you came in here tonight It's not because you look so good it hurts I'm just choking on the smoke of a bridge I, bridge I burned Yeah, everybody talkin' and all I am is chalkin' up The broken-hearted lessons learned I've had hits and I've had misses I've had prayers and I've had wishes Me losing your kisses is the hurt I've earned You look good and you know it babe Look good and you know it, sure look good Look good and you know it, but you know it Look good and you know it, yeah Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby Look good and you know it, baby

Tell your boyfriend Next time he's around To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down I wouldn't care if he would give me some more I'd rather him leave you than leave him my draw When you smoke all my weed man You gotta call the green man So I can get mine And you get yours Once is enough To make me attack So bring me a bag and your man can come back I'll check him at the door make sure he got green I'm tighter than airport security teams When you smoke all my weed man You gots to call the green man So I can get mine And you get yours I'm my own man So when will you learn That you got a man But I got to burn Don't make no difference if I end up alone I'd rather have myself and smoke my homegrown It's got me addicted Does more than any dick did Yeah, I can get mine And you get yours Yeah, I can get mine And you get yours

Simple sweet guitar Humbled by the bass So when the beat kicks in Everything falls into place And it overpowers me I can't help but dance You can try to stop me now But you won't get the chance Half time Time to think it through Consider the change See it from a different view Half time Time to think it through Consider the change Rhythm floods my heart The melody it feeds my soul The tune tears me apart And it swallows me whole You should thank your lucky stars 'Cause the music is a gift And it's stronger than all else Provides me with uplift Half time Time to think it through Consider the change See it from a different view Half time Time to think it through Consider the change My lyrics revealing Some natural vibe Somekind of laidback feeling Oh, just let it ride And when Frank Sinatra sings It's too much to take So i sing the standard shit It pacifies my ache Half time Time to think it through Consider the change See it from a different view Half time Time to think it through Consider the change