Radio Silence

Black lips like newsprint Speak the truth, Santana smooth Didn't mean to be so mean Sugar headache makes me green I need you clean We don't have to groom these filthy lies We can just ruin it Pull apart the seams, throw 'em in the fire Radio silence I set the bar up so high that I run into it Bitter and spicy, dirty chai The fever's gone dry Dreamy views, Hollywood hues Paper's old, the dated news I read your cues I'll break your heart I'll sew it up I'll catch your tears in my king's cup We don't have to groom these filthy lies We can just ruin it Pull apart the seams, throw 'em in the fire Radio silence I set the bar up so high that I run into it Bitter and spicy, dirty chai The fever's gone dry