Amy Winehouse
A, Am, Bb, Dm, F, G, Gm
He left no time to regret.
Kept his thick bed with his same old same bed.
Me and my head high, and my tears dry, and all without my guy.
You went back to what you knew, so far removed from all that we were.
All that we went through
And I treat a troubled truck
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
It's not enough
You love low and I love high
and the life is like a pipe and I'm a tiny penny rolling up the world's inside
we only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times
You go back to her and I go back too
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her and I go back too
And I go back too
I only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times
You go back to her and I go back too
We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times
You'll go back to hair and I'll go back to black