Don’t Count Me Out

by Max Brenner

Genre: Americana/Country

Lyrics

I remember the first time I lied I knew that it would take me to heaven
Seemed so easy I could get get used to this
I don’t want to go back, don’t want to go back

You never want to talk about it,
when its hard to hear the truth
but woman I know you’re glad when..when its over its over, unless you come over
we don’t mind being alone. And its about time we make this house a home. And I know we have our doubts, but honey please don’t count me out.

And if you ever feel like crying, don’t stop if I walk in, Cus for a second I thought this thing could last…I probably just got up too fast.

You never want to talk about it,
when its hard to hear the truth
but woman I know you’re glad when..when its over its over, unless you come over
we don’t mind being alone. And its about time we make this house a home. And I know we have our doubts, but honey please don’t count me out.

For far too long these streets have whispered, too many years forsaken and forgotten. A broken record no peace of mind is all you ever say, well these strings are ringing, I can’t keep on singing, headlines turns fearing, friends keep on leaving.

You never want to talk about it,
when its hard to hear the truth
but woman I know you’re glad when..when its over its over, unless you come over
we don’t mind being alone. And it’s about time we make this house a home. I know I know we have our doubts, honey please don’t count me out.