Spend a Friday Night with Amy Winehouse’s “Back to Black” (a special tribute)
August 12, 2011 Leave a comment
He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet. Me and 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 trouble track. My odds are stacked. I’ll 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 blow and I love puff. And life is like a pipe. And I’ma tiny penny, rolling up the walls inside.
Black, black, black, blue
black, black, black
I go back to, I go back to…