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Verse 1 Midnight roads and the headlights flicker, I swear I hear your voice in the speaker. Every station tells a different lie, But yours is the one I still can’t deny. Ghosts of us in the static air, The kind of love that wasn’t ever fair. I turn the dial but you don’t let go— You’re ashes on the radio. Pre-Chorus And I know it’s gone, But it feels so wrong How you haunt these songs Like you still belong. Chorus You’re ashes on the radio, Burning in the afterglow. A melody I can’t outrun, Fading like a dying sun. You’re ashes on the radio— A voice that sounds so close, then goes. But I keep listening anyway, ’Cause I’m not ready to let you fade. Verse 2 We used to dance to the quiet hum, Now every beat feels like I’ve come undone. Your echoes paint the room in grey, Like you never really went away. I try to breathe but the song pulls tighter, Every memory just burns brighter. I should forget but I think you know— You’re ashes on the radio. Pre-Chorus And I know it’s gone, But it feels so wrong How you haunt these songs Like you still belong. Chorus You’re ashes on the radio, Burning in the afterglow. A melody I can’t outrun, Fading like a dying sun. You’re ashes on the radio— A voice that sounds so close, then goes. But I keep listening anyway, ’Cause I’m not ready to let you fade. Bridge Maybe I should change the station, Cut the cord, end the temptation. But your chorus hits like truth— Some wounds still sound like you. So let the static take control, Let it swallow what you stole. But until the signal’s gone, I’ll know You’re ashes on the radio. Final Chorus You’re ashes on the radio, Burning in the afterglow. A melody I can’t outrun, Fading like a dying sun. You’re ashes on the radio— A ghost in every after-show. And I keep listening anyway, I guess a part of me hoped you'd stay.