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BRITs Hits: The Album of the Year 2008
Disc 1
01. Shine
02. Umbrella
03. Grace Kelly
04. 2 Hearts
05. What Goes Around... Comes Around
06. Call the Shots
07. Hey There Delilah (Abbey Road edit)
08. A Moment Like This
09. Girlfiend
10. About You Now
11. Starz in Their Eyes
12. Say It Right
13. Beautiful Liar
14. Beautiful Girls
15. The Sweet Escape
16. Big Girls Don't Cry
17. Ayo Technology
18. Because of You
19. Everytime We Touch
20. With Every Heartbeat
Disc 2
01. Tears Dry on Their Own
02. Foundations
03. Chasing Pavements
04. Stop Me
05. Ruby
06. She's So Lovely
07. Worried About Ray
08. This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race
09. Knights of Cydonia
10. Makes Me Wonder
11. Suburban Knights
12. 1973
13. The Heart Never Lies
14. Cupids Choke Hold
15. How to Save a Life
16. Hold On
17. Dream Catch on Me
18. Same Jeans
19. Acceptable in the 80s
20. B Boy Baby
Thursday night, everything's fine
Except you've got that look in your eye
When I'm telling a story and you find it boring
You're thinking of something to say
You'll go along with it then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoying
And say something like
"Yeah, intelligent input, darling
Why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitch
And everyone we're with will be embarrassed
And I won't give a shit

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can't

You said I must eat so many lemons
'Cause I am so bitter
I said, "I'd rather be with your friends, mate
'Cause they are much fitter"

Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive
And I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can't

Your face is pasty
'Cause you've gone and got so wasted
What a surprise, don't want to look at your face
'Cause it's making me sick

You've gone and got sick on my trainers
I only got these yesterday
Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this

Well, I'll leave you there 'til the morning
And I purposely won't turn the heating on
And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can't

And every time we fight, I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can't