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Count It Up

V6-MINI

[Intro] Red ink on the envelope No name on the seal You said the past was buried I came to check the deal [Verse 1] You left the back door chained, I came through the wall Found your little victory speech still pinned in the hall Dust on the trophy, my thumb on the glass You kept the whole room, but you couldn't keep the past I don't raise my voice, I let the silence lean One chair pulled out where your friends used to meet You count every win like the debt disappeared I read every number out loud, nice and clear [Pre-Chorus] You hear that? That's the bill Folded neat beneath your plate You can lock the drawer tonight It'll still be there at eight [Chorus] Count it up, count it up Every promise, every cut You can shut the door, hold your breath I come back in the numbers you left Count it up, count it up No clean hands, no clean enough When the room goes still, when the talk runs dry Look me in the face and tell me why [Verse 2] Your old coat still hangs by the furnace downstairs One sleeve turned inside out, like you left in a scare The clock skips a minute whenever you lie You smile for the guests, then you check who stopped by I don't need a witness, the floor knows the weight Of the things that you dragged through the house by the gate You called it a fresh start, called it a clean break But the names in that ledger still carry your shape [Pre-Chorus] You hear that? That's the bill Folded neat beneath your plate You can lock the drawer tonight It'll still be there at eight [Chorus] Count it up, count it up Every promise, every cut You can shut the door, hold your breath I come back in the numbers you left Count it up, count it up No clean hands, no clean enough When the room goes still, when the talk runs dry Look me in the face and tell me why [Bridge] [Spoken] No speech. No excuse. Just the key you kept And the room you used. I set it down. You know the sound. Now say my name With nobody around. [Final Chorus] Count it up, count it up Every promise, every cut You can shut the door, hold your breath I come back in the numbers you left Count it up, count it up No clean hands, no clean enough When the room goes still, when the talk runs dry Look me in the face and tell me why [Outro] One key on the table One mark on the page You kept the whole house I kept the last word.