Amy, Aimée, Amada, Amy

He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With the same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my boy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that went trough
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I´ll go back to black

We only said good-bye 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 good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Blackkkkkkkkkkk
I go back to
I go back to

We only said good-bye with word
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

We only said good-bye with word
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to