Head Againts The Radio

I painted eyes on your head
I painted a lot of frackles across your face
Drown in my cigarette
Drown in cigarette smoke when you said Adios (Adios)
I'm sure you're sick of my voice
I'm sure you play with yourself instead of grace
Shading my silhouette
Your problems have already left you in the radio (radio)

My friend, hit your head against the radio

I painted you lookin' like dead
I painted many ashtrays full of your black hair
Drown in my cigarette
Drown in cigarette smoke when you were like lady, oh (lady, oh)
Suicidal people like you
Never had that important thing which I call Care
Shading your silhouette
My problems have already left me in the radio (radio)

My friend, hit your head against the radio
My friend, hit your head against me