Certain Things - James Arthur, Chasing Grace

Something about you

It’s like an addiction

Hit me with your best shot honey

I’ve got no reason to doubt you

'Cause certain things hurt

And you’re my only virtue

And I’m virtually yours

And you keep coming back, coming back again

Keep running round, running round, running round my head

And there’s certain things that I adore

And there’s certain things that I ignore

But I’m certain that I’m yours

Certain that I’m yours

Certain that I’m yours

There’s something about you

It’s when you get angry

You have me at your mercy

And you’re like the shoulder to turn to

'Cause certain things mend us when we’re hanging on for dear life

We held on so tight

And you keep coming back, coming back again

Keep running round, running round, running round my head

And there’s certain things that I adore

And there’s certain things that I ignore

But I’m certain that I’m yours

Certain that I’m yours

Certain that I’m yours

I adore you… I adore you…

Certain that I’m yours