Composer: Joseph Talbot, Lee Kiernan, Mark Bowen, Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis
Lyrics
Lay me down on the floor
I'll take the news better
I'm already torn
In the shadow of your own
I can hear it in your tone
Delete my number
I'm no more
Ignore my eyes, babe
They're just sore
In the shadow of your own
I can hear it in your tone
I wore your sweater
You didn't laugh
I guess your girl was right
We weren't meant to last
I know you better
I'm your half
Just tell me, darling
And I'll be your past
You stole my Northy
I didn't laugh
I guess my girl was right
We weren't meant to last
I know you better
I'm your half
Just tell me, darling
And I'll be your past
Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Lee Kiernan, Mark Bowen