He left no time to regret 
Kept his [bad word] 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 good-bye with words 
I died a hundred times 
You go back to her 
And I go back to..... 

I go back to us