Karaoke Good Grief Bastille

Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Shut my eyes and count to ten it goes in one ear out the other one ear out the other
Burning bright right 'till the end
Now you'll be missing from the photographs missing from the photographs
Watching through our fingers
Watching through our fingers
In my thoughts you're far away and you are whistling a melody whistling a melody
Crystallizing clear as day oh I can picture you so easily picture you so easily
What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be left of the world oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favorite song be dancing at a funeral dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you love
It's such a shame we have to see them burn
Shame we have to see them burn
What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be left of the world oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more
You might have to excuse me
I've lost control of all of my senses
You might have to excuse me
I've lost control of all my words
So get drunk call me a fool
Put me in my place put me in my place
Pick me up up off the floor
Put me in my place
Put me in my place
Every minute and every hour
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
'Cos every minute and every hour
I miss you I miss you
I miss you more