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