Niall:
You’re so pretty when you cry, when you cry
Wasn’t ready to hear you say goodbye
Now you’re tearing me apart, tearing me apart
You’re tearing me apart

Zayn:
You’re so London your own style, your own style
And together we’re good so girl
Why are you tearing me apart, tearing me apart
You’re tearing me apart

 [bad word]  Harry
Did I do something stupid, yeah girl if I blew it
Just tell me what I did, let’s work through it
There’s gotta be some way to getcha to want me like before

 [bad word] 
Cuz’ no one ever looks so good in a dress
And it hurts cuz’I know you won’t be mine tonight
No one ever makes me feel like you do
When you smile, baby tell me how to make it right
Now all my friends say it’s not really worth it
But even if that’s [bad word] 
No one in the world could stop me
From not moving on, baby even if I wanted to
 [bad word] to you

Louis:
We’re Paris when we kissed, when we kiss
I remember the taste of your lipstick
Now you’re tearing up my heart, tearing up my heart
You’re tearing up my heart

 [bad word] and [bad word] 

 [bad word] to you
There’s gotta be some way to getcha to want me like before

 [bad word]