Dm Gm
He left no time to regret
Bb7 A7
Kept his dick wet, with his same old safe bet
Dm Gm
Me, and my head high
Bb7 A7
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
Dm Gm
We only said goodbye with words
Bb7
I died a hundred times, you go back to her
A7 Dm
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 ...
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