Just like pills and wine   There’s just a part of this   That makes me sick   That makes me sick      And I saw him    Wearing my t-shirt that you dressed him in   So nice… So nice      There’s nothing that’s left that feels so good   And nothing I’ve seen’s misunderstood   So turn on your radio   I want all your friends to know its me   We’re coming in stereo   We’re coming in stereo      And I felt bad   So bad I had to laugh    And let it pass me by   Again   Now I’ve lost my place   Drifting through alleyways and common space   Alone…Alone      There’s nothing that’s left that feels so good   And nothing I’ve seen’s misunderstood   So turn on your radio   I want all your friends to know its me   We’re coming in stereo   We’re coming in stereo      And if your ears are burning   Try to listen   Because mine catch fire with every    Second!      Cause you’ll feel left out   When I’m the only one    They talk about   But you still know    Something I have for you   The final show   ‘cause I!   (There’s nothing that’s left that feels so good)   ‘cause I!   (And nothing I’ve seen’s misunderstood)   So turn on your radio   I want all your friends to know its me   We’re coming in stereo   We’re coming in stereo