Amy Winehouse Tears Dry On Their Own

All I can ever be to you, Is a darkness that we knew, And this regret I had to get accustomed to, Once it was so right, When we were at our high, Waiting for you in the hotel at night, I knew I hadn t met my match, But every moment we could snatch, I don t know why I got so attached, It s my responsibility, And you don t owe nothing to me, But to walk away I have no capacity He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I m grown, And in this grey, in this blue shade My tears dry on their own, I