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Amy Winehouse - Love is a losing game













Intro: C+       C    Dm7    E7  Cmaj7      C    Dm7    E7  Cmaj7 
e----------|----0-----1-----0-----0---|----0-----1-----0-----0---|
B------0---|----1-----1-----0-----0---|----1-----1-----0-----0---|
G------1---|----0-----2-----1-----0---|----0-----2-----1-----0---|
D------2---|----2-----0-----0-----2---|----2-----0-----0-----2---|
A------3---|----3-----------2-----3---|----3-----------2-----3---|
E----------|----3---------------------|----3---------------------|


      Am7      Am7   Dm7    E7  Cmaj7      C    Dm7  Fdim  Cmaj7 
e----------|----0-----1-----0-----0---|----0-----1-----1-----0---|
B------1---|----1-----1-----0-----0---|----1-----1-----0-----0---|
G------0---|----0-----2-----1-----0---|----0-----2-----1-----0---|
D------2---|----2-----0-----0-----2---|----2-----0-----0-----2---|
A--3-2-0---|----------------2-----3---|----3-----------------3---|
E----------|--------------------------|----3---------------------|


C+                                    
C               Dm7    E7               Cmaj7
For you I was a flame, love is a losing game.
C                      Dm7   E7               Cmaj7
Five story fire as you came, love is a losing game.


Am7                Dm7
One I wish I never played,
E7                Cmaj7
Oh what a mess we made.
C                 Dm7
And now the final frame,
E7        Fdim   Cmaj7
Love is a losing game.


C                 Dm7   E7               Cmaj7
Played out by the band, love is a losing hand.
C                        Dm7    E7               Cmaj7
It was more than I could stand, love is a losing hand.


Am7                Dm7
Self professed, profound
E7                  Cmaj7
'Til the chips were down.
C                        Dm7
Though you're a gambling man,
E7        Fdim   Cmaj7
Love is a losing hand.




C                 Dm7    E7               Cmaj7
Though I'm rather blind, love is a fate resigned.
C                    Dm7   E7                  Cmaj7
Memories they mar my mind, love it is a fate resigned.


Am7         Dm7
Over futile odds,
E7                    Cmaj7
And laughed at by the gods.
C                 Dm7
And now the final frame,
E7        Fdim   Cmaj7
Love is a losing game.

Amy Winehouse - Back to black

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 ...

Amy Winehouse - You know I'm no good










Intro: Dm            Dm           Refrain: Dm   Am   E7   Am
e------1-------------1----------|----------1----0----0----0-------------------|
B------3-------------3----------|----------3----1----3----1------0-0H1-0------|
G------2-------------2----------|----------2----2----1----2----2---------2----|
D------0-------------0----------|----------0----2----2----2----------------2--|
A---------0-0-3-0-------0-0-3-0-|---------------0----2----0-------------------|
E-------------------------------|---------------------------------------------|

Dm                     Gm
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard,
A7                      Dm
Your rolled up sleeves, and your skull T-shirt,
                       Gm
Said: -What did you do with him today?
    A7                  Dm
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
Gm
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
E7
Hand me your Stella and fly,
F                     
By the time I'm out the door,
E7                     A7
You tear men down like Roger Moore ...


Dm                Am     E7     Am
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
Dm                Am           E7               Am
I told you, I was trouble, you know that I'm no good.


Dm                   Gm
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy,
A7                    Dm
he's in a place but I can't get joy
                       Gm
Thinking on you in the final throws,
A7              Dm
This is when my buzzer goes
Gm
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
E7
You say "when we are married," cause you're not bitter,
Gm
"there'll be none of him no more"
E7                     A7
I cried for you on the kitchen floor.



Dm                Am     E7     Am
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
Dm                Am           E7               Am
I told you, I was trouble, you know that I'm no good.


Dm            Gm
Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
A7                Dm
We're like how we were again,
                    Gm
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
A7                  Dm
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
Gm
Then you notice likkle carpet burns,
E7
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
Gm
You shrug and it's the worst,
E7                  A7
Who truly stuck the knife in first


Dm                Am     E7     Am
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
Dm                Am           E7               Am
I told you, I was trouble, you know that I'm no good.