Numbers

Album cover art for "Numbers" by Ryan Adams & The Cardinals

Ryan Adams & The Cardinals - Country, Rock

Numbers

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[Verse 1] 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 We were always something else, there was nothing to replace You got some shit to throw out You got some numbers to erase [Chorus] 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? [Verse 2] 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, I cannot please, this isn't war and peace You were always good enough There's nothing to replace You got some shit to throw out You got some numbers to erase You got some names to forget Plus some people to call There was nothing to replace You've been good enough all along [Bridge] You just got settled in And you wanted to go out And feel like you are loved Feel like you are loved Nobody's mad These people love you And they wanna see you happy and strong Wanna see you happy and strong [Chorus Varied] So lose the numbers, numbers, 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 So lose the numbers, numbers, numbers Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers The names and the phone [Outro] Here comes your song, it's on the stereo Here comes the song, it's on the radio Here comes the song, here comes the song We're fucked, we're fucked But not for long

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  • Ryan Adams