Amy Winehouse
Back to black
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 my trouble tracked
my odds are stacked
and i'll go back to black




we only said goodbye with words
i died one hundred times
you go back to her
and i go back to
i go back to us