You Need Me I Dont Need You Ed Sheeran

You Need Me I Dont Need You

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Beat 4/4

Key: Ebm

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Fret 2

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Lyrics

[Intro]
| Db5 | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| Gb  |

[Bridge]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |

[Verse 1]
A B Gb        Db5
      Now I'm in town, break it down,
thinking of making a new sound
E
Playing a different show every night in front of a new
crowd
       Gb
That's you now, ciao,
seems that life is great now
A
 See me lose focus,
B            Gb
as I sing to you loud
Db5
   And I can't, no, I won't hush
E
 I'll say the words that make you blush
Gb                       A B Gb
  I'm gonna sing this now
Db5
   See, I'm true,
my songs are where my heart is
E
 I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
Gb
  I'm not you,
now that would be disastrous
A                               B               Gb
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
Db5
   See, I'm real, I do it all,
it's all me
E
 I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
Gb
  I won't stay put,
give me the chance to be free
A                              B         Gb
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

[Chorus]
Db5
   'Cause you need me, man,
             E
I don't need you
                              Gb
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man,
             A                     B
I don't need you at all You need me
       Gb         Db5
man, I don't need you
                              E
You need me man, I don't need you
                              Gb
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man,
             A                     B
I don't need you at all You need me man
Gb

[Verse 2]
           Db5
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verso
E
 Don't need another wordsmith to make my tune sell
         Gb
Call yourself a singerwriter.
You're just bluffing
A                              B                Gb
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
Db5
   I sing fast,
I know that all my shit's cool
E
 I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
Gb
  I came fast with the way I act, right
A                    B            Gb
 I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
Db5
   And I won't be a product of my genre
   E
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Gb
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
A                                B           Gb
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
Db5
   And musically I'm demonstrating
E
When I perform live,
feels like I am meditating
Gb
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
A                          B      Gb
'A young singerwriter like Gabriella Cilmi'

[Chorus]
Db5
   'Cause you need me, man,
             E
I don't need you
                               Gb
You need me, man, I don't need you
                               A
You need me, man, I don't need you,
                   B
at all You need me,
       Gb         Db5
man, I don't need you
                               E
You need me, man, I don't need you
                               Gb
You need me, man, I don't need you
                               A
You need me, man, I don't need you,
                  B
at all You need me man
Gb

[Verse 3]
          Db5
And all I want in this cold world
                                    E
Is to make music and use it not to abuse it and
Get infected effected with the who's who of music
        Gb
Who did it? Who is it? Who's in it?
                            A
Or what the hell does it matter? Chitter chatter don't
      B
matter
what a
Gb          Db5
Yidda yidda yadda don't matta to me
                    E
All I want is a bit of dignity in me
To battle this industry freely
      Gb
To be me in this seedy needy world
Can you hear me?
A
 Hey
     B           Gb
So I keep singin that
             Db5
When I first started this rappin shit I felt pressure from
haters
         E
Became invaded with sadists and just developed a hater
radar
Gb
I made for the stars
Kept my grime in the dark
       A                           B            Gb
Then I payed with remedy kickin rhymes with the melody
    Db5
Henesey shots and all these fools on the block who said
              E
You got to be a gangsta now to raise the top
                     Gb
Just a normal casual usual everyday type of guy
                            A
With my hand in the sky, ready to die
   B             Gb
Ed Sheeran urban angel

[Verse 4]
       Db5
Coming ready to die
So see the signs
Stand at the side
          E
Open your eyes and take a look and realise
      Gb
The resurrection's arrived
And as the mist clears
  A                     B             Gb         Db5
I arise from my tomb in the skies All alone Alonestar
Urban angel rising from the ashes surprising
No haters, guiding no moving
                   Gb             Db5
I'm steady you can find me in the club Bottle full of bub
Mummy
             E
I've got the X if you're into taking drugs
            Gb
Into having sex,
I ain't into making love
                             A                 B
Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough
        Gb             Db5
You can find me in the club,
club Bottle full of bubbly mummy
             E
I've got the X if you're into taking drugs
            Gb
Into having sex,
I ain't into making love
               A                          B    Gb
Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough

[Chorus]
Db5
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need
            Db5
My eyes are red

[Bridge]
                             E
I've been burning, I've been burning
            Gb
My eyes are red
                             A      B
I've been burning, I've been burning
   Gb       Db5
My eyes are red
I've been burning,
          E
I've been burning on a spliff of your high grade My eyes
    Gb
are red I've been burning,
          A                      B
I've been burning burning burning
Gb            Db5
  Now where I come from burning weed it is a 'abit

[Verse 5]
                 E
A big fat bag of high grade weed you know I got to have it
                     Gb
Cause if i dont have it in my pocket im going to panic
                        A                             B
Cause like i said where i come from weed smoking is a habit
         Gb     Db5
We'll do da bun in da place up in the hood
                                  E
One of the tings i have inherited like a ghetto man should
                           Gb
One of dem tings i smoking weed it yes it makes me feel
good
                       A                      B
Burning high grade sensimilla yes it makes me feel..
.
       Gb          Db5
But me is a man ah talk bout sensimilla is a drug
                           E
And if I start to smoke it imanna turn into a thug.
                               Gb
Where I come from that they talking could that only get ya
mug.
                                  A
Where I come from burning weed it is a blessing from above.
B            Gb              Db5
Where I come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub.
                             E
Where I come from yes we bun it afta we justa make a love.
                         Gb
Where I come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine.
                   A
I blaze high grade weed all the time.
B      Gb       Db5
Now my eyes are red

[Chorus]
                                   E
Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man,
            Gb
My eyes are red
You need me, man,
             A                     B
I don't need you at all You need me
man
   Gb       Db5
My eyes are red
                               E
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man,
            Gb
My eyes are red
You need me, man,
             A
I don't need you at all You need me
B
       Gb         Db5
Man, I don't need you

[Interlude]
E Gb A B Gb Db5
E Gb A B Gb Db5
E Gb A B Gb Db5
A B Db5 A
B Db5 A B
Db5 A B Db5
A B Db5 A
B Db5 A B
Db5 A B Db5
A B Db5 A
B Db5 A B
Db5 A B Db5
A B Db5 A
B Db5 A B
Db5 A
B
                              Db5
Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right

[Verse 6]
I won't stop until my name's in lights
With stadium heights, with Damian Rice
       A
On red carpets,
now I'm on Arabian Nights
            B
Because I'm young I know my brothers gonna give me advice
Db5
Long nighter,
short height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer/songwriter,
yeah
A
 The game's over but now I'm on a new level
          B
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
            Db5
People think   that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows but
I haven't got a house plus I live on a couch
   A
So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out
                            B
Wow, from day one I've been prepared
With V05 wax for my ginger hair
                        Db5
Now I'm back to the sofa   giving a dose of
What the future holds cause it's another day
Rucksack with the old clothes,
                A
I rap with cold flows
I'm back with the old jokes,
in fact you don't know
                  B
On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you can't keep up you'll get none,
you're celibate
Db5
My flows developing,
skin lacks the melanin
Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in
Do it for the hell of it
     A
Cause ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I
             B
seem to sell a bit
I took what held me back with the women,
       Db5
then I packaged the image
Put in some content,
then I sold it back as a gimmick
The fact is this,
I'll end up dating actresses
          A
Wake up on dirty mattresses,
I think I'll need to practice this
But I make shit happen,
B
call me a laxative
World's on my shoulders,
                       Db5
I don't even know what Atlas is
Hard bars sharp like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping,
back to back cause I've been practicing
I'm back to sing this
         A
Cause you need me, man,
I donât need you
                                 B
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
         Db5
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
 A
I donât need you at all
You need me, man
                       B
I'll keep my last name forever,
keep this genre pretty basic
                                         Db5
And I'll be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase
it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a
facelift
Into another rapper shoes using new laces
                A
I'm selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers
                                         B
Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack,
                         Db5
still had to get the bus back

[Chorus]
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache
                         A
I hit back, when the pen hurts me
                         B
I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
                             Db5
I'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me
though
According to the MySpace and YouTube videos
           A                                 B
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up,
call me Rufio

[Verse 7]
       Db5
Melody music maker,
reading all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
Cause you need me, man,
I donât need you
                    A
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
             B
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
             Db5
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
You need me man
Don't need yu
A B Db5 A
B Db5 A B

[Chorus]
    | Db5 | -   | A |
| B | Db5 | -   | A |
| B | -   | Db5 |

Bars

[Intro]
| Db5 | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| -   | - | - | - |
| Gb  |

[Bridge]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |

[Verse 1]
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb |

Now I'm in town, break it down,
thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new
crowd
That's you now, ciao,
seems that life is great now
See me lose focus,
as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this now
See, I'm true,
my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you,
now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all,
it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put,
give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

[Chorus]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb |

'Cause you need me, man,
I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man,
I don't need you at all You need me
man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man,
I don't need you at all You need me man

[Verse 2]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb |

I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verso
Don't need another wordsmith to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singerwriter.
You're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast,
I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live,
feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singerwriter like Gabriella Cilmi'

[Chorus]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb |

'Cause you need me, man,
I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you,
at all You need me,
man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you,
at all You need me man

[Verse 3]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb |

And all I want in this cold world
Is to make music and use it not to abuse it and
Get infected effected with the who's who of music
Who did it? Who is it? Who's in it?
Or what the hell does it matter? Chitter chatter don't
matter
what a
Yidda yidda yadda don't matta to me
All I want is a bit of dignity in me
To battle this industry freely
To be me in this seedy needy world
Can you hear me?
Hey
So I keep singin that
When I first started this rappin shit I felt pressure from
haters
Became invaded with sadists and just developed a hater
radar
I made for the stars
Kept my grime in the dark
Then I payed with remedy kickin rhymes with the melody
Henesey shots and all these fools on the block who said
You got to be a gangsta now to raise the top
Just a normal casual usual everyday type of guy
With my hand in the sky, ready to die
Ed Sheeran urban angel

[Verse 4]
           | Db5 - - - | E - - -  | Gb  - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | - - - Gb | Db5 - - - |
| E - - -  | Gb  - - - | A - B Gb | Db5 - - - |
| E - - -  | Gb  - - - | A - B Gb |

Coming ready to die
So see the signs
Stand at the side
Open your eyes and take a look and realise
The resurrection's arrived
And as the mist clears
I arise from my tomb in the skies All alone Alonestar
Urban angel rising from the ashes surprising
No haters, guiding no moving
I'm steady you can find me in the club Bottle full of bub
Mummy
I've got the X if you're into taking drugs
Into having sex,
I ain't into making love
Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough
You can find me in the club,
club Bottle full of bubbly mummy
I've got the X if you're into taking drugs
Into having sex,
I ain't into making love
Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough

[Chorus]
              | Db5 |
| - | -   | - | -   |
| - | -   | - | -   |
| - | -   | - | -   |
| - | -   | - | -   |
| - | -   | - | -   |
| - | Db5 |

You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need
My eyes are red

[Bridge]
                       | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - |

I've been burning, I've been burning
My eyes are red
I've been burning, I've been burning
My eyes are red
I've been burning,
I've been burning on a spliff of your high grade My eyes
are red I've been burning,
I've been burning burning burning
Now where I come from burning weed it is a 'abit

[Verse 5]
                       | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - |

A big fat bag of high grade weed you know I got to have it
Cause if i dont have it in my pocket im going to panic
Cause like i said where i come from weed smoking is a habit
We'll do da bun in da place up in the hood
One of the tings i have inherited like a ghetto man should
One of dem tings i smoking weed it yes it makes me feel
good
Burning high grade sensimilla yes it makes me feel..
.
But me is a man ah talk bout sensimilla is a drug
And if I start to smoke it imanna turn into a thug.
Where I come from that they talking could that only get ya
mug.
Where I come from burning weed it is a blessing from above.
Where I come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub.
Where I come from yes we bun it afta we justa make a love.
Where I come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine.
I blaze high grade weed all the time.
Now my eyes are red

[Chorus]
                       | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - |

Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man,
My eyes are red
You need me, man,
I don't need you at all You need me
man
My eyes are red
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man,
My eyes are red
You need me, man,
I don't need you at all You need me
Man, I don't need you

[Interlude]
                       | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | E - - - | Gb - - - |
| A - B Gb | Db5 - - - | - - - - | -  - - - |
| - - - -  | -   - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - | A  - - - |
| B - - -  | Db5 - - - | - - - - |

Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right

[Verse 6]
              | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - |

I won't stop until my name's in lights
With stadium heights, with Damian Rice
On red carpets,
now I'm on Arabian Nights
Because I'm young I know my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter,
short height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer/songwriter,
yeah
The game's over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think   that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows but
I haven't got a house plus I live on a couch
So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out
Wow, from day one I've been prepared
With V05 wax for my ginger hair
Now I'm back to the sofa   giving a dose of
What the future holds cause it's another day
Rucksack with the old clothes,
I rap with cold flows
I'm back with the old jokes,
in fact you don't know
On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you can't keep up you'll get none,
you're celibate
My flows developing,
skin lacks the melanin
Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in
Do it for the hell of it
Cause ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I
seem to sell a bit
I took what held me back with the women,
then I packaged the image
Put in some content,
then I sold it back as a gimmick
The fact is this,
I'll end up dating actresses
Wake up on dirty mattresses,
I think I'll need to practice this
But I make shit happen,
call me a laxative
World's on my shoulders,
I don't even know what Atlas is
Hard bars sharp like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping,
back to back cause I've been practicing
I'm back to sing this
Cause you need me, man,
I donât need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
You need me, man
I'll keep my last name forever,
keep this genre pretty basic
And I'll be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase
it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a
facelift
Into another rapper shoes using new laces
I'm selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack,
still had to get the bus back

[Chorus]
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| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B |

Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache
I hit back, when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me
though
According to the MySpace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up,
call me Rufio

[Verse 7]
    | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B | Db5 | - | A |
| B |

Melody music maker,
reading all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
Cause you need me, man,
I donât need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man, I donât need you
You need me, man,
I donât need you at all
You need me man
Don't need yu

[Chorus]
    | Db5 | -   | A |
| B | Db5 | -   | A |
| B | -   | Db5 |

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