Radio

He grew up just a little too fast, Lost the need it's all in his past. I can hear him humming, from the other side of the room. Guess he's got rhythm, cause he hums everytime he's blue. Oh. Radio, Bleed me a melody. That'll make this boy cry, Oh, oh, oh. Radio, Bleed me a melody. That'll make him wonder why, He was so cold. Broken glass and a pretty face, Silent mourn full of hate. Quiet face, Silent mourn. Screaming for consequence, Bleeding for more. Radio, Bleed me a melody, That'll make this boy cry. Oh, oh, oh. Radio, Bleed me a melody. That'll make him wonder why, He was so cold. Play him a song, That reminds him of a time. When he wasn't tumbling, down, down. Tumbling down. Radio, Bleed me a melody. That'll make this boy cry, Oh, oh, oh. Radio, Bleed me a melody. That'll make him wonder why, He was so cold. Radio, Radio. Radio, (Radio). Bleed me a melody. Radio, Radio. Bleed me a melody. Radio, That boy's got rhythm, cause he hums everytime he's blue. Radio, Radio.