The Writer

The Writer

Ellie Goulding
Vocals

LyricsThe Writer

I can smell your skin and when I feel it you're wearing thin But I've got a plan Why don't you be the artist and make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say? Because I'd rather pretend I'll still be there

Song credits

Artist
Ellie Goulding
Composer
Lattimer/Goulding
Lyrics
Lattimer/Goulding
Publisher
Global Talent Publishing Ltd
Copyright owner
Global Talent Pub/Warner/Chappell Music Pub Ltd