Here comes your song, it's on the radio

Here comes your song, here comes your song

Everybody in the backseat, come and sing along



We're fucked, we're fucked

There's been an accident, somebody stole your face

We're fucked, we're fucked

You were always something else, there's nothing to replace



You got some shit to throw out

You got some numbers to erase



Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Ringing all night, it's slower than the bar

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

How do you spell

Look way around or replace those numbers?



Here comes your song, it's on the stereo

So turn it on, so turn it up

Everybody in the backseat's about to throw up



We're fucked, we're fucked

There's been a tragedy, hardly words remind us, baby

We're fucked, we're fucked

Fuck, you walked in a piece, this isn't war and peace



You were always good enough

There was nothing to replace

You got some shit to throw out

You got some numbers to erase



You got names to forget

Plus some people to call

There was nothing to replace

You've been good enough all along



You just got settled in

And you wanna get down

And feel like you are loved

Feel like you are loved



Nobody's mad at you

These people love you

And they wanna see you are bein' strong

Wanna see you are bein' strong



So lose no numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers



So lose no numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers



So lose the numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers



So lose the numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers

The names and the phone



Here comes your song, it's on the stereo

Here comes your song, it's on the radio

Here comes your song, here comes your song



We're fucked, we're fucked

And hung up alone