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

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

Play him a song
That reminds him of a time
When he wasn’t tumbling, down, down
Tumbling down

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

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