BACK TO BLACK
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He left no time to re-gret,
Kept his dick wet, with his same old safe bet.
Me...and my head high,
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.
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 us.
I go back to...I go back to...