My Number (Trophy Wife Remix)

You don’t have my number We don’t need each other now We don’t need the city The create or the culture now And I feel the colour, feel alive I feel the colour, feel alive I feel the streets are pulling me down So people of the city I don’t need your counsel now And I don’t need your good advice You don’t have my lover’s touch You don’t have my number We don’t need each other now The queen or the culture We can move beyond it now Now the wolves is knocking at my door Bang bang, it ask for more Stand here, we stand tall We can move beyond these walls And I don’t need your counsel And I don't need these city streets And I don't need that good advice 'Cause we can move beyond it now You don’t have my number We don’t need each other now The creed or the culture You don’t have my lover’s touch And I feel the colour, feel alive I feel the colour, feel alive I feel that the streets are now far from here Do you even hear me? Do you even know my name? Can you see the ocean there? You don’t have my lover’s touch And you don’t have my number And you don’t have my number And I wonder can you hear me? And are you even listening now? 'Cause you don’t have my number We don’t need each other now And you can't steel my thunder 'Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch You don’t have my number And I don't need no one now And I don’t need these city streets The creed or the culture now Ooh, oh Ooh Ooh, oh Ooh, hey