Artist: sum 41
Song: count your last blessings
Year: 2007
Last call for regret and defeat
To finish the bottle full of empty dreams
Punch strong 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 pissed away the best of me
And no one can help me, help me
Misery's best friend can't be a dead end
A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
So I feel it, especially the rejects
A bad habit, don't forget it, you better
Count your last blessings
And fill up the wagon
Chases this fee
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 pissed away the best of me
And no one can help me, help me
Misery's best friend can't be a dead end
A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
So I feel it, especially the rejects
A bad habit, don't forget it, you better
Count your last blessings
And fill up the wagon
Chases this fee
And now I'm running out of time
My own enemy
I don't hear you now
Perfect tragedy
God bless us denial
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
So I feel it, especially the rejects
A bad habit, don't forget it, you better
Count your last blessings
And fill up the wagon
Chases this fee
And now I'm running out of time
Misery's best friend can't be a dead end
A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
So I feel it, especially the rejects
A bad habit, don't forget it, you better
Count your last blessings
And fill up the wagon
Chases this fee
And now I'm running out of time
