Count Your Last Blessings lyrics

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

Hitchin’ on the road of decline

With the 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-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

Now I’m my own enemy

I don’t hear you now

Perfect tragedy

God bless us denial