He left no time to regretKept his dick wetWith his same old safe bet
Me and my head highAnd my eyes dryI get on without my guy
You went back to what you knewSo far removedFrom all that we went through
So I tread a troubled trackMy odds are stackedI go back to black....
We only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back to...I go back to ...
Us
I love you muchIt's not enough cuzYou love blow and I love puffAnd life is like a pipeAnd I'm a tiny pennyRolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back to ...
We only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back toBlack, blackBlack, blackBlack, blackBlackI go back toI go back to
We only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back to
We only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back to black
Songwriters: Amy Winehouse / Mark Daniel Ronson