Tune Out (acoustic) The Format

Its your bed
So please choose a side
I'll take the one closest to the door
And you start to speak
The words that try to justify
Do far more wrong then anything you do
So grab the coat, the keys
The tension speaks but we're singing it

Ill tap the break while you crack the window
The smell of smoke is making my lungs explode
The 51 is backed up and too slow
Let's tune out by turning on the radio

And this town is dead
We've been caught in these sheets way too long
Let's just see who's up on this screen
No one i know is more depressing then me
Or should i say the two of us cause after all we're all we've got
And tension speaks but we're singing it

Ill tap the break while you crack the window
The smell of smoke is making my lungs explode
The 51 is backed up and too slow
Let's tune out by turning on the radio