☆ ed sheeran don’t

Now I’m in town
break it down
thinking of
making a new sound
Playing a different show
every night
in front of a new crowd
That’s you now
ciao seems that
life is great now
See me lose focus
as I sing to you loud
I can’t no
I won’t hush
I say the words
that make you blush
I’m gonna sing this now
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 sing 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 sadly seems to
sort of suffocate me
‘Cos 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 man
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 I write my own tune
and I write my own verse hell
Don’t need another wordsmith
to make the tune sell
Call yourself a singer writer
you’re just bluffing
Name’s on the credits
and you didn’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
And I won’t be a
product of my genre
My mind will always
be stronger
than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit
that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories
that you hear in Wikipedia
And musically
I’m demonstrating
When I perform live feels like
I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise
when some fella filmed me
Young singer writer
like a Gabriella Cilmi
‘Cos 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 man
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
‘Cos with the lyrics
I’ll be aiming it right
I won’t stop till
my name is in lights
At stadium heights
with Damien Rice
on red carpets
now I’m on Arabian nights
Because I’m young
I know my brother’s
gonna give me advice
Long nighter short height
and I’m going hyper
Never be anything
but a singer songwriter
Yeah the game’s over
but now I’m on a new level
Watch how I step on the track
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 you believe the lyrics
when I’m singing them out
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
‘Cos it’s another day
plus I keep
my last name forever
keep this 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
Into another rapper’s shoes
using new laces
I’m selling CD’s from my rucksack
aiming for the papers
Selling CD’s from my rushsack
aiming for majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack
still had to get the bus back
Clean 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
According to the MySpace
and YouTube videos
I’m always doing shows
if I’m not I’m in the studio
Truly broke never growing up
call me Rufio
Melody music maker
reading all the papers
They say I’m up and coming like
I’m fucking in an elevator
‘Cos 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 man
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 man
I don’t need you