He grew up just a little too fast.
 A loss and need that's on his past.
 I can hear him humming from the other side of the room.
 Guess he's got rythm, cause he hums every time he's blue.
 
 Oh, radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make this boy cry.
 Radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make him wonder why he was so cold.
 
 Broken glass and a pretty face.
 Silent mourn, full of hate.
 Quiet face, silent mourn.
 Screaming for consequence, 
 Pleading for more.
 
 Radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make this boy cry.
 Radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make him wonder why he was so cold.
 
 Write him a song that reminds him of a time
 When he wasn't tumbling down, down, tumbling down.
 
 Radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make this boy cry.
 Radio, bleed me a melody
 That will make him wonder why he was so cold.
 
 Radio, radio, radio, lead me a melody.
 Radio, radio, radio, lead me a melody.
 Radio, radio, radio, that boy's got rythm cus he hums every time.
 Radio, radio, radio.