I ain't told nobody 'bout the trouble I've got on me
I keep my tears to myself so no one in the world can see
No I ain't let on the truth to a living soul
So how's the radio know

How's the radio know she left
How's the radio know I did her wrong
Every record that DJ spins
Is a good-love-gone-bad song
How's the radio know I miss her
And I'd die to tell her so
Oh, how's the radio know

They played one about a fool chocked up with regret
And then one about a woman that a man won't ever forget
Yeah, back-to-back heartbreakers in a row
How's the radio know

How's the radio know she left
How's the radio know I did her wrong
Every record that DJ spins
Is a good-love-gone-bad song
How's the radio know I miss her
And I'd die to tell her so
Oh, how's the radio know

Maybe she's been in, so messed the DJ please
Play a song that squealed a sweet apology
And crank it up, so the signal's loud and strong
And May bring her back home, it May bring her back home

How's the radio know she left?
How's the radio know I did her wrong?
Every record that DJ spins
Is a good love gone bad song
How's the radio know I miss her?
And I'd die to tell her so, oh, how's the radio know?
Oh, how's the radio know?