Count your blessings now
Count my blessings
Ask him once, you ask him twice
Ask him nice, then you lose your mind
All the sorrys wrapped up in a bow
Eat those petals and thorns you know
Make you want to drink it harder
Make you want to run away
Like I begged for you to take me
Was the other way baby
What about me makes you
What about me makes you
What about me makes you lie, lie
What about me makes you lie
Right into my face
Laying alone in your disgrace
Make it up to me someday
No, I’m gone
All the good men that I know
Lost their light to pills and blow
Walking a little too tall
Plenty locked and gall
What a hardship it must be
To talk all night about making things
Make you want to drink it harder
Make you want to run away
Like I begged for you to take me
Was the other way baby
What about me makes you
What about me makes you
What about me makes you lie, lie
What about me makes you lie
Right to my face
Laying alone in your mistake
Make it up to me someday
No, I’m gone
I can still feel New Orleans
Driving high with your love on me
Watch me slip from his mind
He Needs it one more time
Make you want to drink it harder
Makes you want to run away
Like I begged for you to take me
Was the other way baby
What about me makes you
What about me makes you
What about me makes you lie, lie
What about me makes you lie right to my face
Laying alone in your mistake
Make it up to me someday
No, I’m gone
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