We only said good bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black
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
ps.: não gosto de Amy.
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