F#7/A#
E/B
E/F#

Tears Dry on Their Own

Amy Winehouse / Amy Winehouse: Back to Black (2006)

|: E/B E/F# E/B | F#7/A# | A Abm F#m | A#b A Bb :| 3x E/B E/F# E/B | F#7/A# | A Abm F#m | Abm |
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E/B F#7/A# A G#m F#m G#m A E/B
All I can ever be to you, is a darkness that we knew, And this regret I got accustomed to.
E/B F#7/A# A G#m F#m G#m A E/B
Once it was so right, when we were at our high, Waiting for you in the hotel at night.
 
E/B F#7/A# A G#m F#m G#m A
I knew I hadn't met my match, but every moment we could snatch. I don't know why I got so attached.
E/B F#7/A# A G#m F#m G#m
It's my responsibility, and you don't owe nothing to me, But to walk away; I have no capacity.
A F#m G#m C#m A F#m G#m C#m
He walks away; the sun goes down. He takes the day, but I'm grown.
A F#m G#m C#m F#7 A
And in your grey, in this blue shade, My tears dry on their own.
 
I don't understand; why do I stress a man, When there's so many better things at hand? 
We could a never had it all; we had to hit a wall, So this is inevitable withdrawal. 
 
Even if I stop wanting you, a perspective pushes through, I'll be some next man's other woman soon. 
I can't play myself again, I should just be my own best friend, Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men. 
He walks a-way; the sun goes down. He takes the day, but I'm grown. 
And in your grey, in this blue shade, My tears dry on their own. 
bridge
B
So we are history; your shadow covers me, the sky above, a blaze...
G#m C#m7 A
He walks away; the sun goes down. He takes the day, but I'm grown.
B
And in your grey, in this blue shade, my tears dry on their own.
 
I wish I could say no regrets, and no emotional debts, 'Cos as we kiss good-bye the sun sets. 
So we are history; the shadow covers me, The sky above a blaze that only lovers see. 
|: He walks away; the sun goes down. He takes the day, but I'm grown. 
And in your grey, in this blue shade, My tears dry on their own. :| 
A F#m G#m C#m A F#m G#m C#m
He walks a-way; the sun goes down. He takes the day, but I'm grown.
A F#m G#m C#m A F#m G#m C#m
And in your grey, in this blue shade, My tears dry...


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