Bad Radio

Long ways to go Daylight low I wonder if I'll get there Sun hanging low Unpaved roads Run as fast as you can Woah, twelve below Chills my bones Smoking on a spliff again (oh-oh, oh-oh) Bad radio Help my soul (my soul) Girl, only you can There's nowhere to run to now that you're all by self What a feeling (feeling) But, oh, when it all falls down, let it all fall down Now you're healing (healing) And I know exactly how this ends This time is not pretend "We're better off as friends" (Oh, yeah) (Oh, yeah) So, I made it back Crooked neck Happiness found in an armchair Wishing that you were here But while we're young It's suicide but with an empty gun Bad radio (oh-oh, oh-oh) Just choose one Fill my tracks See you tomorrow I just write back Some nonsense "The world's here" There's nowhere to run to now that you're all by self What a feeling (feeling) But, oh, when it all falls down, let it all fall down Now you're healing (healing) There's nowhere to run to now that you're all by self What a feeling (feeling) But, oh, when it all falls down, let it all fall down Now you're healing And I know exactly how this ends This time is not pretend "We're better off as friends"