作词 : Lucinda John-Duarte/Fraser Rieley/Calum Duncan/Joe Webb/Fraser Smith/Gethin Jones

作曲 : Lucinda John-Duarte/Fraser Rieley/Calum Duncan/Joe Webb/Fraser Smith/Gethin Jones

We make, we break, you call me on the telephone

To tell me what is wrong

Did you forget all other conversations?

And everything you already said

But I don't want to be somebody else

Or this monster you have made me out to be

But I don't really feel like be myself

When you keep on draining best from me

You take your jealous observations

And throw them in my face

Did you believe that I would want to stay here

And stick around, be your saving grace?

But I don't want to be somebody else

Or this monster you have made me out to be

But I don't really feel like be myself

When you keep on draining best from me

All the best from me

All the best from me

All the best from me

All the best form me

We make, we break, you call me on the telephone

To tell me what is wrong