**** On The Radio (Remember The Days)

You liked me till you heard my shit on the radio

Well, I hate to say, but pop ain't going solo

You liked me till you heard my shit on the radio

But now I'm just too mainstream for you, oh no

You liked me till you see me on your T.V.

Well, if you're so low below, then why you're watching?

You say good things come to those who wait

I've been waiting a long time for it

Remember the days when I was

So eager to satisfy you

And be less then I was just to prove

I could walk beside you

Now that I've flown away I see

You've chosen to stay behind me

And still you curse the day I decided

To stay true to myself

You say your quest is to bring it higher

Well, I never seen change without a fire

But from your mouth I've seen a lot of burning

But underneath I think it's a lot of yearning

Your face, the colours change from green to yellow

To the point where you can't even say hello

You tell me you'd kill me if I ever snob you out

Like that's what you'd expect from me, like that's what I'm about

I remember the days when I was

So eager to satisfy you

And be less then I was just to prove

I could walk beside you

Now that I've flown away I see

You've chosen to stay behind me

And still you curse the day I decided

To stay true to myself

It's so much easier to stay down there guaranteeing you're cool

Than to sit up here exposing myself trying to break through

Than to burn in the spotlight (Open fire)

Turn in the spitfire (Open fire)

Scream without making a sound (Open fire)

Be up here without lookin' down (Open fire)

Because we're all afraid of heights (Open fire)

I remember the days when I was

So eager to satisfy you

And be less then I was just to prove

I could walk beside you

Now that I've flown away I see

You've chosen to stay behind me

And still you curse the day I decided

To stay true to myself

Myself

Myself

Myself

Myself (Now you're feeling me)

Myself (And now you're feeling me, now you're feeling me)

Myself (And now you're feeling me, now you're feeling me)

Myself (And now you're feeling me now)

Myself (Why you hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, hurt me?)

Myself (Hurt me hurt me, hurt me so?)

Myself (Leave me down, down, down, down low)

Myself (Leave me down, down, down, down low)

Myself (Now, I'm comin' at you on the radio tonight)

Myself ('Cause I like my shit really loud and clear over the radio)

Myself (Shit on the radio)

Myself (Shit on the radio)

Myself (Shit on the radio)

Myself (Shit on the radio)

Myself (Shit on the radio)