Varsity - Smith Westerns

You thought I was a loner

'Til I went out on my own

She said, slow down stranger

There are two kinds of good

Thought I always had to win

Or I wasn’t anything

Guess it’s a point of view

Born in December

But there’s nothing 'bout her cold

Gave it something more than anger

In my heart to hold

Thought I always had to win

Or I wasn’t anything

Guess it’s a point of view

And I know it’s hard to be alone

Count the days, count the nights, but don’t get by

Cause I know it’s hard to be alone

Count the days, count the nights, but don’t get by

Safety came in numbers

But all I needed was just one

You’re a four-leaf clover

You’re an only kind of one

Thought I always had to win

Or I wasn’t anything

You guess it’s a point of view

And I know it’s hard to be alone

Count the days, count the nights, but don’t get by

Cause I know it’s hard to be alone

Count the days, count the nights, but don’t get by

And are you hanging onto me