Paloma Faith

Do you think of her
When you're with me
Repeat that memories you made me to give her
Who's face do you see?
Do you wish I was a bit more like her?
And not to lie, I'll take the pound to cut the rope
All these doubts
Forget all she's floored
She's the all, the one with shining in
A spendlor, you were lost
Now she's gone
And I'm picking up the pieces
I want to cry
But you don't see that I'm woman your type
Cause she's good
In her shadow is it me you see
Cause all that's left is you and I
And I'm picking up the pieces
She left behind
I found her photograph
Behind the TV
You look so happy, all you missing the way it used be
But now have changed this boomerang more often lately
It's clear that we and this for lost
Still know is puzzle and glow
Perfect heart