Beat The Point To Death
Amy Winehouse Lyrics

Make a name for myself
I want to become famous and well-known in various ways.

In different ways
I'm not sure how I will achieve fame, but I will try different methods.

All the while you will see
People around me will observe my journey to become famous.

My songs of praise
My music will be a way for me to express my feelings and share my talent with others.

How can I concentrate
I'm having a hard time focusing.

When all the while my head
Because I have so many thoughts and ideas in my head.

Throw me scenarios
I imagine different situations and outcomes in my head.

So I tease my self esteem
Sometimes these scenarios make me doubt myself and my abilities.

Though I can talk it through
I can discuss my problems with others.

Really I finally talk
When I talk about my frustrations, it makes me feel better.

My frustration is released
Talking about my problems helps me to let go of my anger and negative emotions.

But nothing let em' know
However, even if I talk about my troubles, I may not always communicate my feelings effectively.

And added to that I'm sick
On top of everything else, I'm also feeling ill or unwell.

Of having to seek some peace
I'm exhausted from trying to find inner peace and happiness.

Because I need emotion
But I also need to feel a range of emotions in order to truly engage with life.

With my physical release
And I need physical contact or activity to help me feel energized.

Can't help
I can't stop myself.

But bring it up
I keep discussing the same topic over and over again.

And beat the point to death
I keep repeating myself until everyone is bored and tired of hearing me.

But my words are for nothing
Despite trying to communicate with others, it seems like my words are not effective.

I'm wasting my breath
And I'm using up a lot of energy to convey my message.

They everywhere I go
I see attractive people all around me.

And I always stare
I can't help but look at them and appreciate their physical attributes.

I justify attraction
I try to explain to myself why I'm drawn to certain people.

By your hands
Maybe it's because of the way they use their hands.

Your lips, your hair
Or maybe it's because of their lips or hair.

And so although I always look
However, I know that I can't act on my attraction.

I know that I can't touch
Because it's not appropriate or possible for me to physically touch these people.

And because I can only take
So I have to limit myself to just looking and admiring from a distance.

A full time man so much
And my partner can only satisfy me up to a certain point.

And now I reached a point
But now I've gotten to a stage in my life where I don't care anymore.

Where I don't care anymore
I've stopped being so concerned about what others think of me.

It's a necessity
Having physical contact or activity is essential for me.

Just like it was before
And this has always been the case for me.

Many says I ignore
Others criticize me for ignoring my own physical needs.

The way my body aches
But I can't ignore the physical discomfort I'm feeling.

'Cause I'm the shit I earn
I'm proud of the things I've accomplished in my life.

I can't look for my sins
But I also can't ignore my flaws and mistakes.

But my
However,

Nothing, no
My efforts aren't resulting in any positive changes.

I can't help, no, no
I can't seem to change the way I behave or communicate.

But my words are for nothing
And my words are not having any effect.

I just keep wasting my breath
I'm continuing to use up my energy without making any progress.