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"