Lyrics:

It used to make me so addicted,
I shopped around for all I found
I gate-crashed everywhere I found some, and even traded in my soul
I used to be predictable, I knew what came and in which order
I cheated, stole and killed for some, and even traded my heart

Last chance for a serenade, last chance for a welcome home
You know it's never gonna get any better

A 1000 years of reckless living, a serenade that came too late
I guess I must have tripped over, the very things that I held dear

Well it's not the end just yet, I'll take my chances that I'll be fine
No it's not the end just yet