What it is. Amy Winehouse.

I can see you ahead of me,

but I'm not always forward thinking.

I'll tell you what you want to hear,

it depends on what I've been drinking.

'Cause everything I do or say

makes it hard for you to stay.

We both know what it is.

Nowadays we talk too much

like you're forgetting all the good shit.

You decide what's wrong with me,

I always used to let you say.

But now I like to think out loud,

you're running with some different crowd.

We both know what it is.

I don't know you anymore,

supposed to be the man

that I live my life by.

And your attitude has become a bore,

and I'm so tired I can't even cry.

Mr. Ultra-Sensitive,

I'll never let myself forget you.

Messed each other up, you know,

so I'm sorry if I upset you.

Tomorrow is another day

so I'll call you 'cause that's OK.

We both know what it is.

I don't know you anymore,

supposed to be the man

that I live my life by,

I live my life...

And your attitude has become a bore,

and I'm so tired I can't even cry,

I can't even cry.

Relationship doesn't remain,

we resonate on different flames.

I could cut you down again

if you were like all other men;

if you were like all other men

I know that I could shut you down again,

but my friend,

but my friend...

I don't know you anymore,

supposed to be the man

that I live my life by,

I live my life...

And your attitude has become a bore,

and I'm so tired

I can't even cry.

I don't know you anymore,

supposed to be the man

that I live my life by.

And your attitude has become a bore,

and I'm so tired I can't even cry.