You Know I'm No Good

	 
[Strophe]
Dm 
 Meet you downstairs 
       Gm 
in the bar and hurt 
     A 
your rolled up sleeves 
         Dm 
in your skull t-shirt. 
         Dm 
You say, "What did you do 
     Gm 
with him today?" 
    A 
And sniff me out 
           Dm 
like I was Tanqueray.
[Pont]
Gm 
 'Cos you're 

my fella, my guy. 
E7 
 Hand me your 

Stella and fly. 
F 
 By the time, 

I'm out the door,
    E7 
You tear men down 
     A 
like Roger Moore.
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Strophe]
Dm 
 Upstairs in bed 
     Gm 
with my ex boy. 
A 
 He's in the place, 
      Dm 
but I can’t get joy. 
Dm 
 Thinking of you 
       Gm 
in the final throes, 
A 
 This is when 
   Dm 
my buzzer goes.
[Pont]
Gm 
 Run out to meet 

your chips and pitta. 
E7 
 You say, "When we marry?". 

'Cos you're not bitter. 
F 
 There'll be none 

of him no more. 
  E7 
I cried for you 
       A 
on the kitchen floor.
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Tab]
   Am               Dm          . .   Am          . .   E7          . .   Am          . .
e|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
B|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-5---------------|-----------------| 
G|------4-5-4-----|-7---------8-7-5-|-------------5---|-----------8-7-5-|-------------5---| 
D|----7-------7---|-----------------|-7---------7---7-|-----------------|-7---------7---7-| 
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
  
(. = staccato)
[Strophe]
Dm 
 Sweet reunion, 
  Gm 
Jamaica and Spain. 
A 
 We're like how 
   Dm 
we were again. 
Dm 
 I'm in the tub, 
    Gm 
You’re on the seat. 
A 
 Lick your lips 
     Dm 
as I soak my feet.
[Pont]
Gm 
 Then you notice
 
lickle carpet burn. 
E7 
 My stomach drop
 
and my guts churn. 
F 
 You shrug and
 
it's the worst, 
   E7 
to truly stick 
    A 
the knife in first?
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Interlude]
Dm  Am  E7  Amrse 1]
 
Dm 
 Meet you downstairs 
       Gm 
in the bar and hurt 
     A 
your rolled up sleeves 
         Dm 
in your skull t-shirt. 
         Dm 
You say, "What did you do 
     Gm 
with him today?" 
    A 
And sniff me out 
           Dm 
like I was Tanqueray.
[Pont]
Gm 
 'Cos you're 
  
my fella, my guy. 
E7 
 Hand me your 
  
Stella and fly. 
F 
 By the time, 
  
I'm out the door, 
    E7 
You tear men down 
     A 
like Roger Moore.
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Strophe]
Dm 
 Upstairs in bed 
     Gm 
with my ex boy. 
A 
 He's in the place, 
      Dm 
but I can’t get joy. 
Dm 
 Thinking of you 
       Gm 
in the final throes, 
A 
 This is when 
   Dm 
my buzzer goes.
[Pont]
Gm 
 Run out to meet
 
your chips and pitta. 
E7 
 You say, "When we marry?".
 
'Cos you're not bitter. 
F 
 There'll be none 

of him no more. 
  E7 
I cried for you 
       A 
on the kitchen floor.
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Tab]
   Am               Dm          . .   Am          . .   E7          . .   Am          . .
   (pickup measure)  (repeat these four measures)   
e|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
B|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-5---------------|-----------------| 
G|------4-5-4-----|-7---------8-7-5-|-------------5---|-----------8-7-5-|-------------5---| 
D|----7-------7---|-----------------|-7---------7---7-|-----------------|-7---------7---7-| 
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| 
  
(. = staccato)
[Strophe]
Dm 
 Sweet reunion, 
  Gm 
Jamaica and Spain. 
A 
 We're like how 
   Dm 
we were again. 
Dm 
 I'm in the tub, 
    Gm 
You’re on the seat. 
A 
 Lick your lips 
     Dm 
as I soak my feet.
[Pont]
Gm 
 Then you notice 
  
lickle carpet burn. 
E7 
 My stomach drop 
  
and my guts churn. 
F 
 You shrug and 
  
it's the worst, 
   E7 
to truly stick 
    A 
the knife in first?
[Refrain]
Dm                 Am 
 I cheated myself, 
       E7     Am 
like I knew I would. 
  Dm 
I told ya, 
      Am 
I was trouble. 
    E7 
You know that, 
       Am 
I'm no good.
[Outro]
Dm  Am  E7  Am