On The Radio

Fill the shelves with books and cigarettes and signs
Pick the chairs and plates
I know that my things will find a home
So I sit in bed and I comb

Plants you picked are dying at their final wound
Cans fill up the room
Timing has it so that I can be your little girl in bloom

Teach me how to grow on the radio
Teach me how to grow

Turning to the ones who love me most of all
Love, it dwindles down
Rounding like a coronet
It always falls with no sound

Teach me how to grow on the radio
Teach me how to grow
Teach me how to grow on the radio
Teach me how to grow