Amy Winehouse
Losing Matches
Forlorn and torn holding up my fists
My throat is knotting
I dance around your twists
We circle through and the crowd is roaring
I've ducked a thousand times
My head sweats be pouring
Unprepared you give one last blow
They all silent and we both know
So take, take me
Lose me up and lose me down
Unholy war but he's gone with the wind
I swim in your eyes, try not to drown
The chips are stacking higher on your side
Take more than shades to shame in hide
I know your tricks and now your winning hand
Wait to go 'cos this house won't stand
I pass 'em up
You look down to me
Royal flush folding breathlessly
Eyes light and cherries roll
I need this more than I show
I know the bid and to this dismay
Its love I lead so astray
What'd ya do if I said I was lying
My life falling off this one thing
Can't I take the last of it, drink you in
Before I stand alone within
Take a shot and knock me down
Waste away, spent and spirit bound
Pick me up, turn it around
I've found I'm walking, I'm trudging along
I'm feeling lost, my man is gone
Take me gently in the night
Hope thrown out the window and no just in sight