Somebody Else (Live from The O2, London, 12/16/2016)

So I heard you found somebody else
And at first, I thought it was a lie
I took all my things that make sounds
The rest I can do without (hey)

I don't want your body
But I hate to think about you with somebody else
Our love has gone cold
You're intertwining your soul with somebody else
I'm looking through you while you're looking through your phone
And then leaving with somebody else
No, I don't want your body
But I'm picturing your body with somebody else

(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)

And c'mon, baby (I know)
This ain't the last time that I'll see your face
And c'mon, baby (I know)
You said you'd find someone to take my place

I just don't believe that you have got it in you
'Cause we are just gonna keep doing it and every time
I start to believe in anything you're saying
I'm reminded that I should be getting over it

I don't want your body
But I hate to think about you with somebody else
Our love has gone cold
You're intertwining your soul with somebody else
I'm looking through you while you're looking through your phone
And then leaving with somebody else
No, I don't want your body
But I'm picturing your body with somebody else
(London!)

(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
(I don't want your body, I don't want your body)
Right, let's do it, this side

Get someone you love?
Get someone you need? (What's that?)
Fuck that, get money
I can't give you my soul, 'cause we're never alone
Get someone you love?
Get someone you need? (You guys)
Fuck that, get money
I can't give you my soul, 'cause we're never alone

Get someone you love? (Everybody)
Get someone you need? (Let me hear you)
Fuck that, get money
Oh, I can't give you my soul, 'cause we're never alone
Get someone you love?
Get someone you need? (This side)
Fuck that, get money
Oh, I can't give you my soul

London, I wanna hear you sing it
Here we go
No, I don't want your body
But I hate to think about you with somebody else
Our love has gone cold
You're intertwining your soul with somebody else
I'm looking through you while you're looking through your phone
And then leaving with somebody else, oh yeah
No, I don't want your body
But I'm picturing your body with somebody else

Okay, now we keep dancing, let's do it
(I know, I know, I know)
(I know, I know, I know)
(I know, I know, I know)
(I know, I know, I know)

Ah, fucking hell, I'm all tangled up, London
Oh, I think this is a metaphor for my life
Chris, help me, help me, Chris
Quick, there's loads of people here
Give up for Chris, everybody
Thank you, Chris
Chris, Chris, Chris, Chris
Well done, Chris
It's fine now