[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