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

I can't, no, I won't hush, I say the words that make you blush

I'm gonna sing this now (ow, ow)

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

'Cos 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.

I sing, I write my own tune and I write my own verse, hell

Don't need another wordsmith to make the tune sell

Call yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffing

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 in Wikipedia

And musically I'm demonstrating

When I perform live feels like I am meditating

Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me

Young singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi

'Cos 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.

'Cos with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,

I won't stop till my name is in lights

At stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets,

now I'm on Arabian nights

Because I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me advice

Long nighter, short height and I'm going 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 the couch

So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out

From day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hair

So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds

'Cos it's another day,

plus I keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basic

Gonna 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's shoes using new laces

I'm selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for the papers

Selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for majors

Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back

Clean-cut kid without a razor for the moustache

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

Melody music maker, reading all the papers

They say I'm up-and-coming like I'm fucking in an elevator

'Cos 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, I don't need you