Back To Black – Amy Winehouse

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 troubled 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'm a tiny penny
Rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black, black
Black, black
Black, black
Black
I go back to
I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

[Intro]
Dm  Gm  Bb  A
 
Dm                           Gm
 He left no time to re-gret,
                    Bb 
Kept his dick wet, 
                                          A
with his same old safe bet.
Dm                      Gm
 Me... and my head high,
                          Bb                                     A
And my tears dry; get on without my guy.
 
Dm                                  Gm
 You went back to what you knew,
                  Bb 
So far removed, 
                                              A
from all that we went through.
    Dm                               Gm
And I... tread a troubled track,
                         Bb                                     A
My odds are stacked; I'll go back to black.
 
Dm
 We only said goodbye with words; 
                  Gm
I died a hundred times.
Bb                                      A
 You go back to her and I go back to...
A                         Dm
I go back to us.
 
Dm          Gm
 I love you much,
           Bb    
It's not e-nough; 
                                             A
you love blow and I love puff.
    Dm             Gm
And life is like a pipe,
               Bb              
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up 
                       A
the walls inside.
 
Dm                               
 We only said goodbye with words; 
                  Gm
I died a hundred times.
Bb                                     A
 You go back to her and I go back to...
Dm                               
 We only said goodbye with words; 
                  Gm
I died a hundred times.
Bb                                    A
 You go back to her and I go back to...
 
Dm        Bb
 Black... black,
F         A
 Black... black.
Dm        Bb
 Black... black,
F               A              A7
 Black... I go back to... I go back to...
 
Dm                               
 We only said goodbye with words; 
                 Gm
I died a hundred times.
Bb                                     A
 You go back to her and I go back to...
Dm                               
 We only said goodbye with words; 
                Gm
I died a hundred times.
Bb                                     A                    Dm
 You go back to her and I go back to black.