Certain Things (James Arthur)

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 as your mercy And you're like the shoulder to turn to 'Cause certain things mend us that's 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