Norah Jones — The Worst

Well I said from the first That I, I'm the worst kind of guy For you to be around Tear me apart Including this old heart That is true And never ever let you down You should'nt stick with me You trust me too much, you see Take all the pain It's yours anyway Get out kid Oh put the blame on me You ought to pass, you see Oh somewhere outside I threw Love aside And now It's a tragedy I said from the first That I, I'm the worst kind of guy For you to be around