Count Your Last Blessings (Live)

Last call for regrets and defeat To finish the bottle full of empty dreams Punch - drunk head and 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! I'm 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 that 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 I'm misery's best friend Dead beat on a dead-end A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean The self-elict resident reject A bad habit Don't forget that 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 [x2] I'm misery's best friend Dead beat on a dead-end A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean The self-elict resident reject A bad habit Don't forget that you better Count your last blessings I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet And now I'm running out of time [x2]