Amy Winehouse

He left no time, To regret. Kept his dickwet, With his same old, Safebet. Me, And my headhigh, And my tears dry, Get on without my guy. You went back, To what youknew, So far removed from, All that we wentthrough. And I tread, A …

Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water. And I think of all the things, what you're doing and in my head I make a picture 'Cos since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess And I've …

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt, Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt. You say why did you do with him today? And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray. 'Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your Stella and fly …