Ellie Goulding Lyrics

The Writer

You wait for a silence, I wait for a word,

Lying next to your frame, girl unobserved,

You change your position, and you're changing me,

Casting these shadows, where they shouldn't be.

We're interrupted, by the heat of the sun,

Trying to prevent what's already begun,

You're just a body, I can smell your skin,

And, when I feel it, you're wearing thin, but I've got a plan,

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay?

Why don't you be the writer, and decide the words I say?

'Cause I'd rather pretend, I'll still be there in the end,

Only, it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me?

Sat on your sofa, it's all broken springs,

This isn't the place for those violin strings,

I try out a smile, and I aim it at you,

You must have missed it, you always do, but I've got a plan,

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay?

Why don't you be the writer, and decide the words I say?

'Cause I'd rather pretend, I'll still be there in the end,

Only, it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me?

You wait, I wait, casting shadows, interrupted,

You wait, I wait, casting shadows, interrupted,

You wait, I wait, casting shadows, interrupted,

You wait, I wait, casting shadows....

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay?

Why don't you be the writer, and decide the words I say?

'Cause I'd rather pretend, I'll still be there in the end,

Only, it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me?

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay?

Why don't you be the writer, and decide the words I say?

'Cause I'd rather pretend, I'll still be there in the end,

Only, it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me?

Written by Ellie Goulding, Jonny Lattimer