Standard (EADGBE)

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!

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

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