Lyrics

Radio Murders

You were murdered on the radio, they tuned you out when they killed the show
There was static, but no control, when you died on the radio
And no I don?t want to take it for granted
And I just want to let it go
But when two roads split up in a forest, one is mad with blinding snow

So you left with some souvenirs, a plastic heart and a trendy ear
You were solid, yeah, you were gold, when you died on the radio
And no I don?t want to take it for granted
And I just want to let it go
But when two roads split up in a forest, one is mad with blinding snow

And I?ll keep my head above my heart
And I?ll keep my words all clean and sharp
It?s much too clever to call this art

You were faceless in a facelift crowd, they turned you up so they could tear you down
Yeah you did just what you were told when you died on the radio
And no I don?t want to take it for granted
And I just want to let it go
But when two roads split up in a forest, one is mad with blinding snow

And I?ll keep my head above my heart
And I?ll keep my words all clean and sharp
It?s much too clever to call this art

I?ll take this memory, inject it into me so, I wanted so much more than you could give to me
I?m still a liar
And no I don?t want to take it for granted
And I just want to let it go
But when two roads split up in a forest, one is mad with blinding snow
If I?m lucky I?m gonna make it home
If I?m lucky I?m gonna make it home
If we?re lucky we?re gonna make it home