You can do what you want as long As the curtain is high and strong We should be like this all the time For the Earth, one day will die Now that all these walls are down Wonder what I'll tell you Count the number of things you are See how long it takes you

Everything's not lost I'll be counting up my demons yeah Hoping everything's not lost Come on yeah oh oh yeah come on yeah If you ever feel neglected If you think all is lost When I'm counting up my demons Saw there was one for every day With the good

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put your hands in the air Come on and waste no

Higher, higher I can be around, shit, whenever you need Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars Trusting a nigga, you can count on me Yeah, yeah, yeah Now I could be the change the I wanna see I can heal the world for real if a nigga speaking honestly

Kiss me on my shoulder Tell me it's not over Remind me that I'm older To be brave smart, sweet and bolder And don't give up on what we're trying to do I promised to always come home to you Don't count the miles, Count the "I love you's" I need something

Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Near misses on the dog leap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A

You love me, you hate me You make me, you break me And I don't know what I do it for I'm somewhere in the middle of you Phones lighting up, grab my favourite shirt and my keys on the counter 'Cause you said you wanna dance Halfway down the drive, must

Want to stay alive Everything about this place just doesn't feel right I don't wanna die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life Want to say goodbye This could be the last time you see me alive I may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived

Buy that boy with a pipe Do you slide on all your nights like this? Do you try on all your nights like this? (I might) Empty my bank account And buy that boy with a pipe Put some spotlight on the slide Whatever comes, comes through clear Put some

Makes you smile, makes you hurt Leaves you hanging on every word A good country song Makes you love, makes you leave Raise some hell or hit your knees All I know is I think of home Grab my guitar and strum along Kick on back and sip me something strong