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

Ill go back to black

We only said goodbye 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

Its not enough

You love blow and I love puff

And life is like a pipe

And Im a tiny penny

Rolling up the walls inside