Artist: amy winehouse
Song: beat the point to death
Make a name for myself in different ways
All the while you will see my songs of praise
How can I concentrate when all the while my head
Throw me scenarios so I tease my self esteem
Though I can talk it through
Really I finally talk
My frustration is released but nothing let em’ know
And added to that I’m sick of having to seek some peace
Because I need emotion with my physical release
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my
Words are for nothing, I’m wasting my breath
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my words are for nothing, I just keep wasting my breath
Now everywhere I got and I always stare
I justify attraction by your hands, your lips, your hair
And so although I always look I know that I can’t touch
And because I can only take a full time man so much
And now I reached a point where I don’t care anymore
It’s a necessity just like it was before
Many says I ignore the way my body aches
‘Cause I’m the shit I earn I can’t look for my sins
Oh, oh, no
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my
Words are for nothing, I’m wasting my breath
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my words are for nothing, I just keep wasting my breath
Can’t help
I can’t help but bring it up, no
But my
Nothing, no
Can’t
I can’t help, no, no
But my words are for nothing, I just keep wasting my breath
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my
Words are for nothing, I’m wasting my breath
Can’t help
But bring it up and beat the point to death
But my words are for nothing, I just keep wasting my breath
Can’t help…
But my…
Cant help…
But my words are for nothing, I just keep wasting my breath…
