Sum 41 - Count Your Last Blessings [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
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
Hitching 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

[Chorus 1]
(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

[Verse 2]
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 stay the same for dignity
I pissed away the best of me and
No one can help me

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2][x2]
Now I'm my own enemy
I don't hear you now
Perfect Tragedy
God bless us denial

[Chorus 1][x2]