Amy Winehouse - You know im no good

M^Dmeet you downstairs in the b^Gmar and heard your r^Aolled up sleeves in your sk^Dmull t-shirt. You say "Wh^Dmat did you do with h^Gmim today?" And sn^Aiffed me out like I was T^Dmanqueray.

^Gm 'Cos you're my fella, my guy. ^E7 Hand me your Stella and fly. B^Fy the time I'm out the door, You t^E7ear me down like R^Aoger Moore.

^Dm I cheated myself, ^Am like I kn^E7ew I w^Amould. I t^Dmold ya, I was tr^Amouble. You kn^E7ow that I'm no g^Amood.

^DmUpstairs in bed with m^Gmy ex boy. He's ^Ain the place, but I c^Dman’t get joy. Th^Dminking of you in the f^Gminal throes, Th^Ais is when my b^Dmuzzer goes.

R^Gmun out to me, your chips and pitta. You s^E7ay "when we married," 'cos you're not bitter. Th^Fere'll be none of him no more. I cr^E7ied for you on the k^Aitchen floor.

^Dm I cheated myself, ^Am like I kn^E7ew I w^Amould. I t^Dmold ya, I was tr^Amouble. You kn^E7ow that I'm no g^Amood.

^Dm Sweet reunion, Jam^Gmaica and Spain. W^Ae're like how we w^Dmere again. ^Dm I'm in the tub and you’re ^Gmon the seat. L^Aick your lips as I s^Dmoak my feet.

^Gm Then you notice lickle carpet burn ^E7 My stomach drops and my guts churn. ^F You shrug and it's the worst, who tr^E7uly stuck the kn^Aife in first?

^Dm I cheated myself, ^Am like I kn^E7ew I w^Amould. I t^Dmold ya, I was tr^Amouble. You kn^E7ow that I'm no g^Amood.

^Dm I cheated myself, ^Am like I kn^E7ew I w^Amould. I t^Dmold ya, I was tr^Amouble. You kn^E7ow that I'm no g^Amood.