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I want to be a singer, want to sell out stadiums Couple number ones and hopefully they’ll pay me some I’ve been living on the pennies unless I ask my mum No more, no more, no more, no more, no I’ve been doing more, I’m traveling around a bit Did a London show, you brought a couple friends to it We always get along and they all said they like my shit No more, no more, no more, no more 'Cause last week you ended it with me Writing songs just to get out my misery This week, I’m not doing better Just wish that we were together again I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you And I can’t get in the zone, unless I’m talking to you Ooo, oo oo, ooo I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you Looking backing on it there’s a couple things I’d try again I wish I’d done that interview when we were out in Spain I wish when i did shows I always shouted out your name Oh I do, I do, I do, I do, but I’ve been growing up and thinking 'bout the way I act I tried to tell you but I guess you couldn’t wait for that Letras de cancionesI flew to Manchester to let you know I had your back Yeah I flew, I flew, I flew, I flew But last week you ended it with me Writing songs just to get out my misery This week, I’m not doing better I just wish that we were together again I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you And I can’t get in the zone, unless I’m talking to you Ooo, oo oo, ooo I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you And I can’t get in the zone, unless I’m talking to you Ooo, oo oo, ooo I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you And I can’t get in the zone, unless I’m talking to you Ooo, oo oo, ooo I don’t want to make it alone, I want to make it with you From Letras Mania