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Back To Black

Amy Winehouse

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