Dear Maria, Count Me In (Live)

This is gonna be it for us, you guys, thank you so fuckin' much
(Wow)
I swear to you, this has been one of the most amazing shows we've ever played in our lives
Thank you, thank you, thank you (hey, Alex!)
Yes, Jack? (This is the biggest show we've ever headlined, ever)
(The biggest-) your mic-, your mic's not on, again
Evan, you fucking asshole, turn my mic on!
Talk into Zack's mic, fuck it (fuck it)
You're still talking, you're still talking into your mic
But what you still don't realize is it's still not coming out

Can you guys hear me? (There you go)
Seriously, don't fuck around, can you guys hear me?
This is the- (now I'm gonna choose to ignore you)
This-, Ryan, shut the fuck up
This is the biggest show we've ever headlined, ever
Ever, ever
So thank you for coming out, it's fuckin' awesome

Make sure you go say what's up to our merch guy
Vinny fuckin' Vegas
And, listen, he th-, he thought I'd forgotten him, but I didn't forget him
I was just saving it, I was saving it
Thank you so much for comin' out, we're All Time Low, we'll see you next time

I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in
(There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen)

When the lights go off, I wanna watch the way you take the stage by storm
The way you wrap those boys around your finger
Go on and play the leader, 'cause you know it's what you're good at
The low road for the fast track, make every second last

I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts, calling your name from the crowd

Live and let live, you'll be the show girl of the home team
I'll be the narrator, telling another tale of the American Dream
(I see your name in lights) we can make you a star
Girl, we'll take the world by storm, it isn't that hard

'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts, calling your name from the crowd
Whoa

Alright, people, let's do this, get your hands up
Sing with me

Take a breath, don't it sound so easy? Never had a doubt
Now I'm going crazy watching from the floor
Take a breath and let the rest come easy, never settle down
The cash flow leaves me always wanting more

I got your picture (I'm coming with you), dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen
So make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts, calling your name from the crowd

'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle

Andrew from the Friday Night Boys
Thank you guys so much
You guys have been fuckin' incredible, thank you, thank you
Thank you to Glamour Kills, thank you to Hopeless Records
Thank you to Interscope, thank you to Ryan, Keith
Fuckin'-, Monty, goddammit, there's so many people
And now that I've started going, I'm gonna forget one
Nano, you dirty Spanish bastard
I love you all, thank you!