QUIZ: How Well Do You Remember All Time Low 'Dear Maria, Count Me In'?
Yaaassss.
I got your picture...
I'm burning it
I'm driving with you
I'm coming with you
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
But my hand won't fit
And it needs to be written
When the lights go up, I wanna watch the way
You take the stage by storm
You take my hand and run
You swept the floor
The low road for the fast track
Make every hour count
Make every minute last
Make every second last
Then in the field you'll be...
A liar, a scammer, a really messy bitch
The show girl of the home team
The girl hanging by the bike sheds
I'll be the narrator
Telling another tale of the dead
Telling another tale of the American dream
Telling another tale of the Prom Queen
I see your name in lights
We can make that happen
But only if you're with me
We can make you a star
Girl, we'll take the world by storm
It isn't that hard
It isn't that far
But it isn't that easy
Now I'm going crazy watching
From the door
From the window
From the floor
'Cause the cash flow leaves me
Always wanting more
Always needing more
Always wanted you
