back to black - amy winehouse

 

 

 

 

 

 

- back to black / amy winehouse  -

 

 

 

 

He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black


We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....
I go back to us


I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside


We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to


We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to


Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to


We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to


We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black