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Radio Silence
And I’ve got radio silence
 From here to the edge of town
 I keep starring waiting for the thing to ring
 Waiting for someone to take the time
 And call out my name
 
 Slamming my fingers against the table 
 I sit back, silently cursing
 All those friends
 With there smiling faces
 
 Said we’d hangout
 Tell each other’s secrets
 Whisper desperate dreams and hopes
 While sipping down lies
 
 And I’ve got radio silence
 From here to the edge of town
 I keep starring waiting for the thing to ring
 Waiting for someone to take the time
 And call out my name
 
 I take the keys and take the car 
 Driving in circles till my fingers unclench 
 Until the tears stop flowing
 And my face resembles sanity
 
 Heartbreak lines blast from the speakers
 And I keep screaming in the backdoor
 Roads around this stupid small town
 
 And I’ve got radio silence
 From here to the edge of town
 I keep starring waiting for the thing to ring
 Waiting for someone to take the time
 And call out my name
 
 Someone once told me,
 You’ll go far
 Keep your head high
 And let those friends who won’t stay
 Just let em’ go
 They keep to the night, while you’ll just keep on shining
 
 And I’ve got radio silence
 From here to the edge of town
 I keep starring waiting for the thing to ring
 Waiting for someone to take the time
 And call out my name
 
 Would some one call out my name?
 Make me feel like I’m wanted for
 More than those little escapes into
 Safe, secure supervised sleepovers
 
 Will someone callout my name,
 And pick me from me from my own self-pity
 
 And I’ve got radio silence
 From here to the edge of town
 I keep starring waiting for the thing to ring
 Waiting for someone to take the time
 And call out my name

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