Stereo Hearts (feat. Adam Levine)

My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
 This melody was meant for you (right there)
 Just sing along to my stereo (Gym Class Hero, baby)
 If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
 Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
 If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
 Like it yikky yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that
 Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
 It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
 I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
 If I could only find a note to make you understand
 I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
 Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 Let's go!
 If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
 Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?
 Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops?
 And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
 And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
 When you have to purchase mad D batteries
 Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
 You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know)
 I think I finally found a note to make you understand
 If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
 Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close (listen)
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio (come on)
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo (sing along like)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
 Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
 I take your hand, hold it closer to mine (yeah)
 Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo (it's your boy, Travie)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo (yeah)
 
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
 This melody was meant for you (right there)
 Just sing along to my stereo (Gym Class Hero, baby)
 If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
 Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
 If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
 Like it yikky yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that
 Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
 It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
 I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
 If I could only find a note to make you understand
 I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
 Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 Let's go!
 If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
 Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?
 Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops?
 And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
 And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
 When you have to purchase mad D batteries
 Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
 You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know)
 I think I finally found a note to make you understand
 If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
 Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close (listen)
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio (come on)
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo (sing along like)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
 Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
 I take your hand, hold it closer to mine (yeah)
 Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo (it's your boy, Travie)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo (yeah)
 
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
 This melody was meant for you (right there)
 Just sing along to my stereo (Gym Class Hero, baby)
 If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
 Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
 If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
 Like it yikky yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that
 Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
 It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
 I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
 If I could only find a note to make you understand
 I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
 Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 Let's go!
 If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
 Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?
 Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops?
 And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
 And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
 When you have to purchase mad D batteries
 Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
 You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know)
 I think I finally found a note to make you understand
 If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
 Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
 You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close (listen)
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio (come on)
 And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo (sing along like)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
 I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
 Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
 I take your hand, hold it closer to mine (yeah)
 Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind
 My heart's a stereo
 It beats for you, so listen close
 Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
 Make me your radio
 And turn me up when you feel low
 This melody was meant for you
 Just sing along to my stereo
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo (it's your boy, Travie)
 (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo (yeah)