B♭m
B♭m
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Pl aying a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's y ou now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, a s I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this n ow
B♭m
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me s ing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk s adly seems to sort of s uffocate me
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, m an, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verse? Hell
Don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell?
E♭
Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
Your n ame's on the credits and you d idn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
B♭m
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
E♭
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Al ways read the stories that you h ear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
C#
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
E♭
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like G abriella Cilmi'
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, m an, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me
'C ause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my name's in light
At Stadium Heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian nights
Because I'm young and a ll my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I'm gone hyper
C#
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
E♭
The games over but now I'm on a new level
Wa tch how I step on the t rack without a loop pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch
So y ou can be the lyrics when I'm s inging them out (wow!)
From day one, I've been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
'Cause it's another day
B♭m
Plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
In to another rappers shoes using new laces
B♭m
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide till we're Just Jack, soon as I get the bus back
Cl ean cut kid without a razor for the moustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I'm still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
Ac cording to the myspace and youtube videos
B♭m
I'm always doing shows, if I'm not I'm in the studio
C#
Truly broke, never growing up call me *Ruffio
E♭
Melody music maker
Reading all the papers
They s ay I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
Ca use you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, m an, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, m an, I don't need you



















