Count Me In — Framing Hanley

Cradle 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 your friends Cause life tastes better when your 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

Living on this charming life You can write the prefect 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 your friends Cause life tastes better when your 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 in 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