three, me in the hallwayMeet me in the

1: made a fire, went down in the flamesWe

1: week ago, you said to me"Do you believe

1: been my queen since we were sixteenWe want

1: Zayn, takes your hand, I die a

1: Stevie you'll come knocking on my front doorSame

on, Harry, we wanna say goodnight to me

me back, gravity's holdin' me backI want you to

Camille's voicemail in French:Coucou! Tu dors? Oh, je suis désoléeBah non,

c'monC'mon, c'monC'mon, c'monC'mon, c'mon, c'mon, 1: one

in my bedAnd you’re not hereAnd there's no one

1: don't understand, you don't understandWhat you do to

kırmızı dudaklar, aynı mavi gözlerAynı beyaz tişört, birkaç tane

know special like you know, two hearts in one home

me in the hallwayMeet me in the hallwayI just

in the air, O2 1: you remember

You taste like Salt and vinegarAll Dressed up in your see

stop your cryin', it's a sign of the timesWelcome

everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—, everybodyEvery—,

(Verse like strawberries on a summer evenin'And it sounds just