Numbers Lyrics - Iii/iv - Ryan Adams

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? 

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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 

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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