- - - Last call for regret and defeat   To finish the bottle full of empty dreams   Punch-drunk headed straight out of line   Another excuse with no alibi   Hitchin 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! e|------------|| B|------------|| G|-----4-4------------|| D|---------2-2-4-4-5-5-4-4-2-2-4-|| A|-2-2------------|| E|------------|| Misery’s best friend   Dead beat on a dead-end      A bag full of regrets and I’m coming clean      The 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 pissed away the best of me and     No one can help me e|------------|| B|------------|| G|-----4-4------------|| D|---------2-2-4-4-5-5-4-4-2-2-4-|| A|-2-2------------|| E|------------|| Misery’s best friend   Dead beat on a dead-end      A bag full of regrets and I’m coming clean      The 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 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   Dead beat on a dead-end      A bag full of regrets and I’m coming clean      The 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 Misery’s best friend   Dead beat on a dead-end      A bag full of regrets and I’m coming clean      The 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