Curse...

"(...)

You went back to what you know

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

(...)

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

Black...

(...)"

Excerto da música Back To Black de Amy Winehouse