You Need Me, I Don't Need You (Live At the Bedford) - Ed Sheeran

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'll 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

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 and write my own tune and I write my own verse hell

Don't need another wordsmith to make my tunes sell

Call yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffing

Your 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

Musically I'm demonstrating

When I perform live, feels like I am meditating

Times at the enterprise when some fella filmed me

A young singer writer like a Gabriella Cilmi

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

All I want in this cold world is to make music and use it

Not to abuse it and get affected, infected with the who's who of music

Who did it, who is it, who's in it or what the hell does it matter?

Chitter chatter, don't matter what a yidder, yidder, yadder, it don't matter to me

All I want is a bit of dignity in me to battle this industry freely

To be me in this seedy, needy world, can you hear me?

Hey, so I keep singing that

When I first started this rapping shit I felt pressure from haters

Became invaded with sadists and just developed a hater radar

And made for the stars, kept my grind in the dark

And then appeared with a remedy kicking rhymes with a melody

Hennesey shots and Glocks, all these fools on the block

Who said you gotta be a gangster now to raise to the top?

I'm just a normal, casual, usual, everyday type of guy

With my head in the sky, Ed Sheeran, Urban Angel coming ready to die

So see the signs, stand to the side

Open your eyes and take a look and realise

The resurrection's arrived and as the mist clears

I arise from my tomb in disguise, all alone, Alonestar

Urban Angel rising from the ashes

Surprising all haters, guiding, now moving steady

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Mummy I've got the X if you're into taking drugs

Into having sex, I ain't into making love

Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bubbly

Mummy I've got the X if you're into taking drugs

Into having sex, I ain't into making love

Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough

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

My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning

My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning

My eyes are red I've been burning, I've been burning on a spliff off your high grade

My eyes are red I've been burning, I've been burning, burning, burning

Now where I come from burning weed it is a habit

A big fat bag of high grade weed, you know I got to have it

Cos if I don't have it in my pocket I'm going to panic

Cos like I said where I come from weed smoking is a habit

Yup, we'll do da bun in the place up in the hood

One of them things I have inherited like a ghetto man should

One of them things is smoking weed it yes it makes me feel good

Burning high grade sensimilla, yes it makes me feel

But me is a man, ah, talk about sensimilla is a drug

And if I start to smoke it I'mma-nna turn into a thug

Where I come from that they talking could that only get you mugged

Where I come from burning weed it is a blessing from above

Where I come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub

Where I come from yes we bun after we just-a make a love

Where I come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine

I blaze high grade weed all the time!

Now my eyes are red

Cause you need me, I don't need you

You need me man, my eyes are red

You need me man, I don't need you

You need me man, my eyes are red

And you need me, I don't need you

You need me man, my eyes are red

You need me man, I don't need you

You need me man, I don't need you

Woooah

Woooah

Woooah

Yea

Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right

I won't stop until my name's in lights

With stadium heights, with Damian Rice

On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian Nights

Because I'm young I know my brothers gonna give me advice

Long nighter, short height and I gone 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 a couch

So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out

Wow, from day one I've been prepared

With V05 wax for my ginger hair

Now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of

What the future holds cause it's another day

Rucksack with the old clothes, I rap with cold flows

I'm back with the most jokes, in fact you don't know

On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant

If you can't keep up you'll get none, you're celibate

My flows developing, skin lacks the melanin

Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in

I do it for the hell of it

Ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I seem to sell a bit

I took what held me back with the women and then I packaged the image

Put in some content and I then I sold it back as a gimmick

The fact is this, I'll end up dating actresses

Wake up on dirty mattresses, I think I'll need to practice this

But I make shit happen, call me a laxative

World's on my shoulders, I don't even know what Atlas is

Hard bars sharp like a cactus is

I'm back to rappping, back to back cause I've been practicing

I'm back to sing this

I'll keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basic

And I'll 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 shoes using new laces

I'm selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers

Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the 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

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