when all your good days keep getting shorter count on me when you re about twenty cents shy of a quarter count on me when you just need a place to hide out for a while i ll help you hide the bodies in a little while i will bring you buckets of mercy and hold your hand when you re crossing the street play a song if you want it when you woke up on the wrong side of the bed call on me if you re feeling that freight train running through your head call on me if you just need a friend to talk to or maybe not talk at all i will bring you buckets of mercy and put a smile back on your pretty face bring a shovel if you want it carry your secrets to my grave when you re down and out i ll pick you up down at the station give your hard times some vacation get you headed on your way i will bring you buckets of mercy and hold your hand when you re crossing the street pay your bail if you need it i will be your saving grace 