Song Emeli Sande - Hurts (Offaiah radio edit)

Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts

Hold tight. It's a sing-a-long
I'm alright, I'm alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
5'3 in the back of the library, come on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, ha ha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise
Ah, shit, why we always had to roll the dice, la la
Heart beating irregular,
Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy
Ah yeah, you're forgettin' that
And all the mad shit we did after that, crazy
Your heart's a cold November
I swear you're giving me shivers, shivers

Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts

Hold on it's a marathon
Run fast, run fast like the rivers run, god damn
Never seen in the restaurant
I took a minute 'til the penny dropped, you know
My tears don't fall too often
But your knife is cuttin' me deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts

It hurts the way
That you pretend you don't remember
It hurts the way
That you forget our times together
Like the time
Laid in bed when you said,
"It's forever, baby."
I can't, I can't explain no more

Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts

Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts