Back To Black (Live at iTunes Festival London)

Back To Black
amy winehouse

He left no time to regret,
Kept his **** wet,
With his same old safe bet.
Me & 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 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 tired 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 goodbye 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 goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

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