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Back To Black

Amy Winehouse

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C#m F#m A G#
C#m F#m He left no time to re-gret,
A G#Kept his dick wet, with his same old safe bet.
C#m F#m Me... and my head high,
A G#And my tears dry; get on without my guy.
C#m F#m You went back to what you knew,
A G#So far removed, from all that we went through.
C#m F#mAnd I... tread a troubled track,
A G#My odds are stacked; I'll go back to black.
C#m F#m We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred times.
A G# C#m You go back to her and I go back to...I go back to us.
C#m F#m I love you much,
A G#It's not e-nough; you love blow and I love puff.
C#m F#mAnd life is like a pipe,
A G#And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside.
C#m F#m We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred times.
A G# You go back to her and I go back to...
C#m F#m We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred times.
A G# You go back to her and I go back to...
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C#m A Black... black,
E G# Black... black.
C#m A Black... black,
E G# G#7 Black... I go back to... I go back to...
C#m F#m We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred times.
A G# You go back to her and I go back to...
C#m F#m We only said goodbye with words; I died a hundred times.
A G# C#m You go back to her and I go back to black.