Ryan Adams - Numbers Lyrics
Here comes your song, it's on the radioHere comes your song, here comes your songEverybody in the backseat, come and sing alongWe're *****ed, we're *****edThere's been an accident, somebody stole your faceWe're *****ed, we're *****edYou were always something else, there's nothing to replaceYou got some shit to throw outYou got some numbers to eraseNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersRinging all night, it's slower than the barNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersHow do you spellLook way around or replace those numbers?Here comes your song, it's on the stereoSo turn it on, so turn it upEverybody in the backseat's about to throw upWe're *****ed, we're *****edThere's been a tragedy, hardly words remind us, babyWe're *****ed, we're *****ed*****, you walked in a piece, this isn't war and peaceYou were always good enoughThere was nothing to replaceYou got some shit to throw outYou got some numbers to eraseYou got names to forgetPlus some people to callThere was nothing to replaceYou've been good enough all alongYou just got settled inAnd you wanna get downAnd feel like you are lovedFeel like you are lovedNobody's mad at youThese people love youAnd they wanna see you are bein' strongWanna see you are bein' strongSo lose no numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbersSo lose no numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbersSo lose the numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbersSo lose the numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersNumbers, numbers, numbers, numbersThe names and the phoneHere comes your song, it's on the stereoHere comes your song, it's on the radioHere comes your song, here comes your songWe're *****ed, we're *****edAnd hung up alone
