Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Numbers, artist - Ryan Adams. Album song III/IV, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 13.12.2010
Record label: David Ryan Adams
Song language: English
Numbers |
| 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 |