The Blood We Bleed

The Blood We Bleed - Tom Odell (汤姆·奥德尔)

Lyrics by：Tom Odell/Laurie Blundell/Sam Johnson

Composed by：Tom Odell/Laurie Blundell/Sam Johnson

I walk back home

You're all alone

The ivy's grown

It's Christmas eve

I brought some wine

It tastes like shite

But it provides

The spark we need

Come on let's fight

Don't be polite

You know the knife

That cuts me deep

You treat me tough

We call it love

But it's your blood

I'm gonna bleed

I draw a crowd

I sing so loud

To make you proud

But you don't see

I show my flaws

The crowd applauds

But I'm not sure

It's meant for me

I have become

My fathers son

You always wanted

Me to be

I treat you tough

We call it love

But it's my blood

You're gonna bleed

Now I'm all grown up

And I'm all tough

Is it your love that I still need

'Cuz it's your blood

It's your blood

It's your blood

That I still bleed