Lyrics: Adam Rom/Ruxley/Tunde Babalola/Darren Lewis
Music: Adam Rom/Ruxley/Tunde Babalola/Darren Lewis
Out of luck
Out of time
Something's missing
I got no--where to hide
You're all I envisage
You held my head & my heart to ransom
I got Stockholm syndrome
I can't see you out with him
That sh!t messes with my head
And I'm still trying to shake this feeling
But If I'm being honest
My only thought is...
I should be the one to hold you
Can't believe I never told you
Had a chance
And I lost it
Now it's holding me hostage (now)
So let me be the one
I should be the one to hold you
(I should be the one, one)
(I should be the one, one)
All I had
All I lost
Just call them memories
Corner of my mind
There's a little light that
Keeps me awake at night
Thinking what we could be
I can't see you out with him
That sh!t messes with my head
And I'm still trying to shake this feeling
But If I'm being honest
My only thought is...
I should be the one to hold you
(I should be I should be)
Can't believe I never told you
Had a chance
And I lost it
Now it holding me hostage (now)
So let me be the one
I should be the one to hold you
(I should be I should be I should be the)
(I should be the one, one)
(I should be the one, one)