Concrete - Tom Odell

Got me in my hotel room

More pillows I could ever use

You may call a luxury

But it doesn't make a difference to me

Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet rubbing up against my

Staring at the picture on the wall

I know it's pretty clever but it's got no soul

I wanna see your masterpiece

But it doesn't make difference to me

Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my

I see like an aeroplane

But I just wanna walk

Baby it's happening

But I just wanna talk

So baby won't you come back

Oh I need something real

I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet rubbing up against my

I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my

Rubbing up against my