Too Bad

“I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good”
© Amy Winehouse. You Know I’m No Good

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Bizarre tattoos and heavy makeup,
A laugh that sounded like a cry…
But her own fate - she couldn’t fake it,
Too bad to live, too young to die.

One big and terrible disaster,
She messed up everything she could.
No trouble ever made it past her,
But then again, she was no good.

Too often soaking wet and lonely,
She’d watch with Lucy in the Sky
Those weird dreams that made it only
Too bad to live, too young to die.

Her soul, it would be singing daily
And nightly - howling in the wood,
Through stormy clouds and waters sailing,
But then again, she was no good.

She was no good, she was no angel -
At best, a one-day butterfly.
That day is over – she stopped aging,
Too bad to live, too young to die…
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July 2011