Crying alone there's a fragile life

You can paint the picture pretty

But the stories is no disguise

It's only getting later now

And you [bad word] away through time

The silver spoon won't feed your friends

'cause 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 into mine

You've never know this charming life

You can write the perfect setting

But the story i'm not buying

We're only getting older now

And you [bad word] away through time

The silver spoon won't feed your friends

'cause 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 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 you'll be the one

To bury the blade but she's still mine

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

Count me in count me in

Count me in count me in

To bury the blade deep in your spine