In order to print songs, you must log in or register first
Ed Sheeran - You need me I dont need you
|
Em
|
|
Now I'm in town break it down
|
|
Thinking of making a new sound
|
|
G
|
|
Playing a different show every night
|
|
In front of a new crowd
|
|
A
|
|
That's you now, ciao
|
|
Seems that life is great now
|
|
C
|
|
See me lose focus
|
|
D
|
|
As I sing to you loud
|
|
Em G
|
|
I can't no I on't ush
|
|
A
|
|
I say the ords that make you blush
|
|
C
|
|
I'm gonna sing this now
|
|
D
|
|
Ow, ow
|
|
Em
|
|
See I'm true
|
|
My songs are where my heart is
|
|
G
|
|
I'm like glue
|
|
I stick to other artists
|
|
A
|
|
I'm not you
|
|
No that'd be disastrous
|
|
C
|
|
Let me sing and do my thing
|
|
D
|
|
And move to greener pastures
|
|
Em
|
|
I'm real
|
|
I do it all it's all me
|
|
G
|
|
I'm not fake
|
|
A
|
|
Don't ever call me lazy
|
|
Give me the chance to be free
|
|
C D
|
|
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
|
|
Em G
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you
|
|
A
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you
|
|
C
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you at all
|
|
D
|
|
You need me
|
|
Em
|
|
I sing I write my own tunes
|
|
w
|
|
And I write my own verse, hell
|
|
G
|
|
Don't need another wordsmith
|
|
To make my tunes sell
|
|
A
|
|
Call yourself a singer writer
|
|
You're just bluffing
|
|
C
|
|
Names on the credits and
|
|
D
|
|
You didn't write nothing
|
|
Em
|
|
I sing fast
|
|
I know that all my shhhh cool
|
|
G
|
|
I will blast and
|
|
I didn't go to brit school
|
|
A
|
|
I came fast
|
|
With the way I act right
|
|
C
|
|
I can't last
|
|
D
|
|
If I'm smoking on a crack pipe
|
|
Em
|
|
No I won't be a product
|
|
Of my genre
|
|
G
|
|
My mind will always be stronger
|
|
Than my songs are
|
|
A
|
|
Never believe the bullshhhh
|
|
That fake guys feed to ya
|
|
C
|
|
Always read the stories that
|
|
D
|
|
You hear on wikipedia
|
|
Em
|
|
And musically I'm demonstrating
|
|
G
|
|
When I perform live
|
|
Feels like I am meditating
|
|
A
|
|
Times at the enterprise when
|
|
Some fella filmed me
|
|
C
|
|
Young singer writer like
|
|
D
|
|
A Garbirella Chilmi
|
|
Em G
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you
|
|
A
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you
|
|
C
|
|
You need me man, I don't need you at all
|
|
D
|
|
You need me
|
|
Em
|
|
My eyes are red
|
|
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
G
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
A
|
|
My eyes are red
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
C D
|
|
I've been burning burning
|
|
Em
|
|
My eyes are red
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
G
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
A
|
|
My eyes are red
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
C D
|
|
I've been burning
|
|
Em
|
|
I keep my last name forever
|
|
Keep the genre pretty basic
|
|
G
|
|
Gonna be breaking into other peoples
|
|
Tune's when I chase it
|
|
A
|
|
And replace it with the elephant in
|
|
The room with the face lift
|
|
C
|
|
Stepping into a new rappers shoes
|
|
D
|
|
Using new laces
|
|
Em
|
|
I'm celling CD's from my rucksack
|
|
|
|
Aiming for the papers
|
|
G
|
|
Celling CD's from my rucksack
|
|
Aiming for the majors
|
|
A
|
|
Nation wide tour with just jack
|
|
Soon as I get the bus back
|
|
C
|
|
Clean cut kid without
|
|
D
|
|
A razor for the moustache
|
|
Em
|
|
I hit back
|
|
When the pen hurts me
|
|
G
|
|
I'm still a choir boy
|
|
In a fen church tee
|
|
A
|
|
I'm still the same as a year ago
|
|
But more people hear me though
|
|
C D
|
|
According to the myspace and youtube videos
|
|
Em
|
|
I'm always doing shows
|
|
If I'm not I'm in the studio
|
|
G
|
|
Truly broke never growing up
|
|
Call me ruffio
|
|
A
|
|
Melody music maker
|
|
Reading all the papers
|
|
C
|
|
They say I'm up and coming
|
|
D Em
|
|
Like I'm fucking in an elevator
|
Printed at -
