Hurts - Emeli Sandé, OFFAIAH

Baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Loving you the way I do, it hurts

Hold tight, it’s a sing-along

I’m alright, I’m alright, but I could be wrong, baby

I know you remember me

5'3″ in the back of the library, come on

You could at least try, look at me

Ah man, ah man, what a tragedy, ha-ha

Bang, bang, there goes paradise

Ah shit, why we always have to roll the dice, la-la

Hearts beating irregular

Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy

Ah yeah, you forgetting that

And all the mad shit we did after that, crazy

Your heart’s a cold November

I swear you’re giving me shivers, shivers

Baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Loving you the way I do, it hurts

When all that’s left to do is watch it burn

Oh baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Hold on, it’s a marathon

Run fast, run fast like the rivers run, goddamn

Another scene in the restaurant

Ah, took a minute 'til the penny dropped, you know

My tears don’t fall too often

But your knife is cutting me deep

Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

Baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Loving you the way I do, it hurts

When all that’s left to do is watch it burn

Oh yeah, baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

It hurts the way that you pretend you don’t remember

It hurts the way that you forget our times together

Like the time late in bed when you said it’s forever, baby

I can’t, I can’t explain no more

Baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Loving you the way I do, it hurts

When all that’s left to do is watch it burn

Oh baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Oh baby, I’m not made of stone, it hurts

Loving you the way I do, it hurts