From the recording Roll Another Dime
Rob Eaton Jr. - Guitars
John Ginty - Organ
Alex Johnson - Drums
Iva Mae - Vocals
Todd Smallie - Bass
MJW - Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
Lyrics
It was hard to put money down
No roots in a southern town
You never knew I was someone worth talking to
And I might look pleased, but I’m awfully blue
And it broke my will
But I’m still countin’ on you
Bad mood on a Friday night
And all my friends are outta sight
It’s hard to show a lover all the ways you can’t be true
And it broke me still
Just countin’ on you
I spiraled into your control
I needed something awful though
Maybe there’s a better half to this that isn’t you
They told me bad guys win
Till the sun breaks through,
What a night can kill
But I’m still countin’ on you
You never knew I was someone worth talking to
It’s hard to show a lover all the ways you can’t be true
You never knew I was someone worth talking to
It’s hard to show a lover all the ways you can’t be true
But I’m still countin’ on you