Last call for regrets and defeat To finish the bottle full of empty dreams Punch-drunk headed straight out of line Another excuse with no alibi Hitching on the road of decline With no name streets and no vital signs I **** away the best of me and No one can help me! Misery's best friend Can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean Self-elect resident reject A bad habit Don't forget it you better Count your last blessings I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet And now I'm running out of time My hands are tied And nailed to the cross I'm looking for all the composure I lost I'm petulant with a bad attitude A poster-child vision of wasted youth I dodged the book and found the key I can't say the same for dignity I **** away the best of me and No one can help me Misery's best friend Can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean Self-elect resident reject A bad habit Don't forget it you better Count your last blessings I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet And now I'm running out of time Now I'm my own enemy I don't hear you now Perfect tragedy God bless us denial Misery's best friend Can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean Self-elect resident reject A bad habit Don't forget it you better Count your last blessings I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet And now I'm running out of time