I'll type them up since other sites seem to have them wrong too.
Last call for regrets and defeat
To finish the bottle full of empy dreams
Punch drunk headed straight out of line
Another excuse with no alibi
Hitchin' on the road of decline
With the no name streeets 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 donn'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 al 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 elect resident reject
A bad habit donn'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 elect resident reject
A bad habit donn'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]
Your lyrics are waaaay off...
I'll type them up since other sites seem to have them wrong too.
Last call for regrets and defeat To finish the bottle full of empy dreams Punch drunk headed straight out of line Another excuse with no alibi Hitchin' on the road of decline With the no name streeets 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 donn'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 al 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 elect resident reject A bad habit donn'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 elect resident reject A bad habit donn'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]