He left no time to regretKept his dick wetWith his same old safe betMe and my head highAnd my tears dryGet on without my guyYou went back to what you knewSo far removedFrom all that we went throughAnd I tread a troubled trackMy odds are stackedI'll go back to blackWe only said goodbye with wordsI died a hundred timesYou go back to herAnd I go back to...I love you muchIt's not enoughYou love blow and I love puffAnd life is like a pipeAnd I'm a tiny pennyRolling up the walls insideYou go back to her andI go back to...BlackBlackBlackBlackBlackBlackBlackI go back to...Black