Lyrics

I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen When the lights go out, I want to watch the way you take the stage by storm The way you wrap those boys around Your finger, go on and play the leader 'Cause you know it's what you're Good at, the low road for the fast track Make every second last 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen Make it count when I'm the onе who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stеaling hearts calling your name from the crowd Doesn't that mean you'll be the showgirl of the home-team? I'll be the narrator, telling another tale of the American dream I see your name in lights, we can make you a star Girl, we'll take the world by storm, it isn't that hard 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen Make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stealing hearts Calling your name from the crowd, woah-oh-oh Ha-ha Take a breath, don't it sound so easy? Never had a doubt, now I'm going crazy Watching from the floor Take a breath, and let the rest come easy, Never settle down, 'cause the cash flow leaves me Always wanting more 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen Make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stealing hearts calling your name from the crowd 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
Writer(s): Alexander William Gaskarth, Robert Ryan Dawson, Jack Bassam Barakat, Zachary Steven Merrick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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