Counting Cards

Picture me counting cards, dear

Pick any kind you like

Picture them colored red, dear

Black will hold back the light

For the stars in our eyes are just diamonds, broke

Jokes we tell to laugh, dear

Laugh to hold back the pain

Pain is in the mind, dear

Stars are much the same

Gone in the time it takes the light to reach

In time, you'll find we're blind to the things we don't believe

Picture us out in Vegas, counting bills before a show

Spending 'em from New Orleans where we spent the week before

And the stars in our eyes are the lights from the flash

Pictures of us in black, dear

Rolling on the red carpets laid on concrete

Counting billboards where we've read

That the stars of our minds shine bring in the dark

Like diamonds, diamonds

And hearts in our cards and our silver-strung guitars

Say hear me when I call

Hear me when I come in late

You're wide awake

I'm sorry is not enough

I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you take? That levee you hold?

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you break? That levee you hold?

Paint me red, paint me red

Picture that, picture that

Picture us and God shaking hands, just because we can

Like DMC, we run this shit, Run DMC

What's tricky to get we got

Watch me murder this, watch me murder this

Planes fly due west and

Plain in my view is the blame for the fault in our stars

Counting cards in the dark

We sit and talk, bleeding it out

Believing that all our stars are just diamonds

And hearts in our cards and our silver-strung guitars

Say hear me when I call

Hear me when I come in late

You're wide awake

I'm sorry is not enough

I'm sorry I'm not enough to stay

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you take? That levee you hold?

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you break? That levee you hold?

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you take? That levee you hold?

Faded by in time with the back of your bed

Am I that levee you take? That levee you hold?

Picture me counting cards, dear, picture me counting cards