Lyricist : Matthew Healy/George Daniel/Jamie Squire/Rob Milton

Composer : Matthew Healy/George Daniel/Jamie Squire/Rob Milton

I get out my records

When you go away

When people are talking

I miss what they say

Because it all means nothing, my dear

If I can't be holding you near

So tell me you love me, 'cause that's all that I need to hear

I sit in my kitchen with nothing to eat

With so many friends I

I don't want to meet

'Cause I don't need music in my ears

I don't need the crowds and the cheers

Oh, just tell me you love me, 'cause that's all that I need to hear

I've been told

So many times before

But hearing it from you

Means much more

So much more

Reply to my message

Pick up my calls

You see, I wrote you а letter

It was no use at all

Oh, I don't care if you're insincere

Just tell me what I want to hear

You know where to find me

The place where we've lived all these years, oh

Tell me you love me, that's all I need to hear

Oh, tell me you love me, that's all I need to hear