Oh, this station is breaking my heart and my hard head
Wanted you to change, but I changed my mind instead
I wanted proof, you wanted something you could hold onto
But in the end we mistook all the dissonance as the truth
Well, some will sleep in the back-seat, some will look on down the road
Some are listening to 3AM radio
Screaming about broken hearts and white noise, busted souls, bloody noses
Get back up and stand in line, you owe it to the system
You trust sometimes, you walk away, you rebel and then you miss ’em
But you’ll come home, you always do, it only hurts if you’re paying attention
We heard it once, and maybe twice, under someone’s breath as they walked by
But you don’t buy that big old bag of lies, you’ve been adding up negative signs
“It’s fine, it’s fine”, you’ve been saying, for miles and miles
You’ve been raising all hell in such a laid back style
I’ll get you home, I always do, I’ll hold my breath if I have too
Windows down, it’s dark out there, watch the wind blowing through your hair
Sleep now, dream now, anything you need now
A little more time and then the day begins to break again
Some will sleep in the back-seat, some will look on down the road
Some are listening to 3AM radio
Singing about wrong turns and could-have-beens, and everybody else’s sins
And this one goes out to the one I love, just let me fall again
And again and again, and where do I begin?
Is there anybody out there even listening?
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