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Radio

Album: Mallory Knox Durasi: 2:57

Radio, why you taunting me again?

It's like my stereo was her own best friend

'Cause I was just a passenger when she drove by

She dictated every single move

I could never feel when she electrified my fuse, my fuse

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed with my head

I kept fighting feelings that I-I-I couldn't love her

Oh-oh

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed up my head

I kept fighting feelings that I c-c-could never love her

The telephone, why she calling me again?

I know I'm cynical but it's the mess I'm in

'Cause I was just a passenger when she drove by

She dictated every single move

I could never feel when she electrified my fuse, my fuse

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed with my head

I kept fighting feelings that I-I-I couldn't love her

Oh-oh

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed up my head

I kept fighting feelings that I c-c-could never love her

I can't play my, I can't play my broken radio

I can't play my, I can't play my broken radio

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed up my head

I kept fighting feelings that I-I-I couldn't love her

Oh-oh

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed up my head

I kept fighting feelings that I-I-I couldn't love her

Susanne, she kept my feet on the floor

But she really messed up my head

'Cause I was fighting feelings that I c-c-could never love her