[Jack Garratt cover] I wouldn't compliment myself for what I've become Tell her I owe it to her, Tell her I owe it to her I wouldn't praise myself for every good thing I've done Tell her I owe it to her, Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to every heartbeat Tell her I owe it to every exhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her Hands upon my chest Oh, won't you breathe life Into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm Against the cold night as our bodies grow old Yeah I know when to give up and I know when to breathe Believe me, I owe it to her, Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to every heartbeat
Tell her I owe it to every inhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her Hands upon my chest Oh, won't you breathe life Into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm Against the cold night as our bodies grow old Take my silence as a warning I will not deter your mourning Oh, won't you breathe life Into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm Against the cold night as our bodies grow old Oh, won't you breathe life Into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm Against the cold night as our bodies grow old As our bodies grow old Oh yeah As our bodies grow old Oh yeah