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
I love you much
Its not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe,
And I'm a tired 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
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 Black
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