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