Lost Ones (Feat. Paloma Faith)

You’re only a man It’s only right you let the tears fall Know your strong but you can’t take it all You just lost one You’re just a man Don’t be scared to let the angels fly Just let go cos its your time to cry You just lost one You just lost one Said that we would never break Said that we never falter I thought that we were doing great I thought we’d make it to the altar Love the critical acclaim I knew that it’d would catapult ya Hands on the table where the pepper and the salt are Only thing missing rocks bigger than Gibraltar hey Said that if it didn’t kill me Then it would only make us stronger But in our final hour will we be wishing we could stay for longer Maybe it would make us somber Wanna live and die another day You better change your name to Pascal Payet You’ll always be the one that got away And I’m over you and you over me And you overdue and I’m over seas ‘cos I called you names and you phoned police said man are all the same like there’s loads of me We arguing along Dover street At least try and smile in these photos please And now you’re all alone cup of Ovaltine Whilst I’m with the one who I’m s’posed to be Congratulations on the first I wonder how we would have turned out Some relationships fat people some of them never ever work out I put the stars all around you I never let you take your purse out But when everybody turned up Only one of us was turned down And girl where you going with that attitude We both feel the same and its natural I aint leaving ‘cos I hate you I’m leaving ‘cos I have to A half empty glass two capsules Guess I’ll never ever know the exact truth If you can hear me this is at you I would have had her if she had you How my s’posed to be majestic How my s’posed to be mature When I’ve been try’na move towards you from the moment I could crawl I’ll still catch you when you fall And I’ll still answer when you call Guess we didn’t understand the language Of the writing on the wall Missing posters up of my heart girl With my love as a reward speeding switching Richards gears Whilst I’m trying not to stall Things will never be the same My back’s against the wall cos the looser puts the blame but the winner takes it all