Song for Radio

I turn my radio on but got the programmer's voice in my head
Singing "baby you gone if you don't give me what I'm needing instead
Of what you're feeling cuz your feelings is dead to me" he said

I believe in myself
Define my own wealth
With hardly a check that don't bounce but oh well
Ungodly as hell
You gossiping all about their riches
Complaining bout the hand you were dealt
But that's not good for your health

And the pressure it gets to you
How many lefts did you make?
How many bets do you have to take
Before you learn to survive?

And now that you found me come get me now
I'm holing up
In a town that don't get me now you're pulling up
Be around just don't let me take
Take too much of your time

And my pockets are light but don't sweat me
I'm not folding up
Just the type that won't let me
I'm too old to keep not showing up

When the hoping turns to coping
And the whole thing turns to mush

Some nights I'm right beside you
I say the the things you like
Just hold on for another night

So I took your love back
Usually don't trust that
God gave you the brains all I got was a mustache

And if it's all the same to you can we still hang?
It's feeling all right
And I just fade into while you're still racing going all night

And now that you found me come get me now
I'm holing up
In a town that don't get me now you're pulling up
Be around just don't let me take too much of your time

And my pockets are light but don't sweat me
I'm not folding up
Just the type that won't let me
I'm too old to keep not showing up

Someday you're gonna freak out about it
You say you're gonna reach out
I doubt it
But when you get home you never seem too much better
Say you won't ever be enough for me
And I can't even see how
Things they differ much now

But we're backing it up
Back to laughing it's all fine
Just pass me the

Catch the action it's showtime