My 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 it's OK,
In this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own...

-Amy Winehouse