[Verse 1]
You are two people
I see three, maybe four
Maybe ten, maybe more
Was it fun to pretend
A new face, new friends by now
Don't know how you put up
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You can tell me now
If everybody's asking what you got
And all they want is all the things you're not
Deep inside your head there is a lot
Retrograded, medicated
[Chorus]
What is your population?
What is your population?
Where is the new location?
You are a radio
Tune in, tune out
Stuck in complication station
[Verse 2]
Friend, you look nauseous
Why are you losing sleep?
You're with me, you can be ugly
Each one manic, expecting something different
Like a million people trapped inside your head
I see a population—(pop)—living in there
But which one is you?
[Pre-Chorus 2]
You can tell me now
If everybody's looking for what's hot
And all they want is all the things you're not
You can only give them what you got
Separated, antiquated
[Chorus]
What is your population?
What is your population?
Where is the new location?
You are a radio
Tune in, tune out
Cla**ic hints at dedications
What is your pop— (x4)
Stuck in complication station
Pop! (x8)
[Chorus]
What is the population?
What is the population? (Check it in!)
Where is the new location? (Check it out!)
You are a radio
Tune in, tune out
What is your pop— (x5)