"Canciones" que son poesías.

"Love, what did you do to me?

My only hope is to let life

stretch out before me

And break me on this lonely road

I'm made of many things

but I'm not what you are made of

Only now do I see the big picture,

but I swear that these scars are fine

Only you could have hurt me 

in this perfect way tonight

I might be blind but you've told me the difference

between mistakes and what you just meant for me

don't say you ever loved me

don't say you ever cared

My darkest friend

Words

Have you forgotten

All the lies you left there? so fresh

Turning old in the air

And now, you have no weapons

You can try to get close to those I love

Do you really think 

They don't know what you're made of?

Only now do I see the big picture

but I swear that these scars are fine

Only you could have hurt me 

in this perfect way tonight

I might be blind but you've told me the difference

between mistakes and what you just meant for me

don't say you ever loved me

don't say you ever cared

My darkest friend

Don't say you ever...

Don't say you ever..."

London Grammar - "big picture"