Count Me In

Cradled up, there's a fragile life

You can paint the picture pretty

But it serves as no disguise

Its only getting later now and you've become a waste of time



The silver spoon won't feed you, friends

Does life taste bitter when you eat with your hands?



Count me in,

And I'll be the one to take the knife out of your spine

'Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade deeper into mine



You're living up this charming life

You can write the perfect setting

But the story I'm not buying

We're only getting older now and you've become a waste of time



The silver spoon won't feed you, friends

Does life taste bitter when you eat with your hands



Count me in,

I'll be the one to take the knife out of your spine

'Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade, to bury the blade

I'm counting on you to bury the blade



Count me in and I'll be the one

To take the knife out of your spine

Cause I know that you'd be the one

To bury the blade, but she's still mine



Count me in,

I'll be the one to take the knife out of your spine

'Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade deeper into mine

Count me in, count me in

Count me in, count me in

To bury the blade deep in your spine