Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Smith
Sam Smith
Vocals
Darren Heelis
Darren Heelis
Programming
Mojam
Mojam
Programming
Sylvester Earl Harvin
Sylvester Earl Harvin
Drums
Mustafa Omer
Mustafa Omer
Programming
James Murray
James Murray
Programming
Jodi Milliner
Jodi Milliner
Bass Guitar
Matt Prime
Matt Prime
Keyboards
Benjamin Jay Thomas
Benjamin Jay Thomas
Guitar
Reuben James
Reuben James
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Smith
Sam Smith
Songwriter
Matt Prime
Matt Prime
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jimmy Napes
Jimmy Napes
Producer
Darren Heelis
Darren Heelis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Fitzmaurice
Steve Fitzmaurice
Mixing Engineer
Mike Horner
Mike Horner
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mojam
Mojam
Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Aya Merrill
Aya Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

He could be a sinner or a gentleman
He could be your preacher when your soul is damned
He could be your lawyer on a witness stand, but
He'll never love you like I can, can
He could be a stranger you gave a second glance
He could be a trophy of a one night stand
He could have your humor but I don't understand 'cause
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
Why are you looking down all the wrong roads?
When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul
There may be lovers who hold out their hands but
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
He'll never love you like I can, can
A chance encounter of circumstance
Maybe he's a mantra, keeps your mind entranced
He could be the silence in this mayhem
But then again
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
Why are you looking down all the wrong roads?
When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul
There may be lovers who hold out their hands but
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
We both have demons that we can't stand
I love your demons like devils can
If you're still seeking an honest man
Then stop deceiving, Lord, please
Why are you looking down all the wrong roads?
When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul
There may be lovers who hold out their hands but
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
He'll never love you like I can, can, can
Written by: Matthew Alan Prime, Samuel Frederick Smith
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