Back To Black
OSCAR AND THE WOLF feat TSAR B Lyrics
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Kept his dick 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
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
I go back to us
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...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to...
I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black
The song "Back to Black" by Oscar and the Wolf feat. Tsar B is a haunting rendition of Amy Winehouse's original song. The opening verse "He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet" is a reference to the singer's lover who has moved on with someone else without giving the singer a chance to feel remorseful or regretful about the breakup. The singer tries to hold on to her dignity by keeping her head high and tears dry, vowing to get on without her guy.
In the chorus, the singer concedes that she's "treading a troubled track" and her "odds are stacked" against her. She feels like she's stuck in a cycle of heartbreak and pain, while her ex-lover has moved on and returned to his old ways. The line "I'll go back to black" refers to the singer's emotional state, as she feels like she's descending back into the darkness of depression and addiction that she experienced during the relationship.
The second verse talks about the unhealthy dynamic between the singer and her ex-lover, as they were both involved in different addictive habits. She loved him deeply, but it wasn't enough to keep him from going back to his old ways. The metaphor of life being like a pipe and her being a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside suggests that she feels trapped and powerless in her situation.
Overall, the lyrics of "Back to Black" paint a picture of heartbreak, addiction, and despair. The singer is struggling to move on from a toxic relationship while her ex-lover has already moved on with someone else. The metaphor of going back to black suggests that the singer feels like she's returning to a dark place emotionally.
Line by Line Meaning
He left no time to regret
He didn't give himself an opportunity to feel bad about his actions
Kept his dick wet
He continued to have sex with someone despite being in a committed relationship
With his same old safe bet
He was comfortable with the person he was having sex with, even though it wasn't the right thing to do
Me and my head high
I'm standing tall and trying to move on
And my tears dry
I'm no longer crying about what happened
Get on without my guy
I'm moving on without him
You went back to what you knew
You returned to your old ways, despite what we had gone through
So far removed from all that we went through
You've distanced yourself from the experiences we had together
And I tread a troubled track
I'm dealing with a difficult situation
My odds are stacked
The chances of me succeeding are low
I'll go back to black
I'm going back to a place of sadness and darkness
We only said goodbye with words
We ended things without any action to support it
I died a hundred times
I felt like a part of me was dead every time we said goodbye
You go back to her
You return to someone else
And I go back to...
I return to something familiar
I go back to us
I'm still holding onto the past
I love you much
My love for you is strong
It's not enough
But my love isn't enough to make things work
You love blow and I love puff
You like cocaine and I like marijuana
And life is like a pipe
Life can be unpredictable and often goes in unexpected directions
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
I'm insignificant and trapped in my own mind
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
A repeated plea for darkness
Contributed by Hudson M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.