Bm Last call for regret and defeat A To finish the bottle full of empty dreams Em Punch-drunk headed straight out of line G Another excuse with no alibi Em Hitchin on the road of decline A With no name streets and no vital signs Em I pissed away the best of me and G No one can help me! Chorus: Bm Misery's best friend D Dead beat on a dead-end Em F# A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean Bm The self-elect D Resident reject Em A bad habit F# Don't forget it you better Bm Count your last blessings D i fell off the wagon G i'm chasing six feet F# 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! Help me!) Chorus Count your last blessings, I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet, and now I'm running out of time Bm G My own enemy D I don't hear you now F# Perfect tragedy Bm God bless us denial G My own enemy D I don't hear you now F# Perfect tragedy God bless us denial Chorus Count your last blessings, I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet, and now I'm running out of time Chorus Count your last blessings, I fell off the wagon I'm chasing six feet, and now I'm running out of time | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D Em F# G Bm |