All Time Low: Dear Maria

I got your pictureI'm coming with youDear Maria, count me inThere's a story at the bottom of this bottleAnd I'm the penWhen the lights go offI wanna watch the way youTake the stage by stormThe way you wrap those boys around your fingerGo on and play the leader'Cause you know it's what you're good atThe low road for the fast trackMake every second last'Cause I got your pictureI'm coming with youDear Maria, count me inThere's a story at the bottom of this bottleAnd I'm the penMake it count when I'm the oneWho's selling you out'Cause it feels like stealing heartsCalling your name from the crowdThen in the field you'll be the show girl of the home teamI'll be the narratorTelling another tale of the American dreamI see your name in lightsWe can make you a starGirl, we'll take the world by stormIt isn't that hard'Cause I got your pictureI'm coming with youDear Maria, count me inThere's a story at the bottom of this bottleAnd I'm the penMake it count when I'm the oneWho's selling you out'Cause it feels like stealing heartsCalling your name from the crowdWhoa...Ha ha..Take a breath, don't it sound so easyNever had a doubtNow I'm going crazy watching from the floorTake a breath and let the rest come easyNever settle down'Cause the cash flow leaves me always wanting more'Cause I got your pictureI'm coming with youDear Maria, count me inThere's a story at the bottom of this bottleAnd I'm the penMake it count when I'm the oneWho's selling you out'Cause it feels like stealing heartsCalling your name from the crowd'Cause I got your pictureI'm coming with youDear Maria, count me inThere's a story at the bottom of this bottle