He left no time to regret
Kept his lips wet
With his same old safe bet
And me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You, you went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My eyes are stacked
I'll go back to blackWe only said goodbye with words
And I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back toI go back to usI love you much
Oh, but it's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life, life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls insideWe only said goodbye with words
And I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back toWe only said goodbye with words
And I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back toBlack, black, black
I go back to
I go back toWe only said good-bye with words
And I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back toWe only said good-bye with words
And I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go, I go back to black
Songwriters
AMY WINEHOUSE, MARK RONSONPublished by
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