Back To The Radio
Lock all the windows and march up the stairs
And you're looking to me but I'm so unprepared for it
Nothing's the same and I swear that I'm haunted
It's not fair to you and it's not what I wanted
But we cannot get better
If we can't talk about it
And I miss what we were but you've closed yourself off to me
We sit here together, the same as we've always been
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Sit still, do nothing, what if it mattered?
I'm trying to help without breaking or shattering
We almost got better, we're so unprepared for this
Running straight at it
I'm not the right man for this
Lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
And you're looking to me but I'm so unprepared for it
Nothing's the same and I swear that I'm haunted
It's not fair to you and it's not what I wanted
But we cannot get better
If we can't talk about it
And I miss what we were but you've closed yourself off to me
We sit here together, the same as we've always been
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Sit still, do nothing, what if it mattered?
I'm trying to help without breaking or shattering
We almost got better, we're so unprepared for this
Running straight at it
I'm not the right man for this
Lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
Credits
Writer(s): Dana Margolin
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