Cradle up there's a fragile life

You can paint the picture pretty

But it serves as no disguise

Its only getting later now

And you've become a waste of time



The silver spoon won't feed your friends

Cause life tastes better when your eat with your hands



Count me in and I'll be the one

To take the knife out of your spine

Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade deeper into mine

Into mine



Living on this charming life

You can write the prefect setting

But the story I'm not buying



We're only getting older now 

And you've become a waste of time

The silver spoon won't feed your friends

Cause life tastes better when your eat with your hands



Count me in and I'll be the one

To take the knife out of your spine

Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade, to bury the blade

I'm counting on you to bury the blade



Count me in and I'll be the one

To take the knife out of your spine

Cause i know you'll be the one 

To bury the blade but she's still in mine



Count me in and I'll be the one

To take the knife out of your spine

Cause I know you'd be the first

To bury the blade deeper into mine

Count me in, count me in

Count me in, count me in

To bury the blade deep in your spine