O Sum 41 se formou em 1996, em Ajax, Ontario, Canadá, pelos adolescentes Deryck Whibley e Steve Jocz. Cone McCaslin foi recrutado somente em 1999, depois da banda ter tido vários baixistas. O grupo apostava numa mistura bem humorada de pop, punk e hip hop.
O nome da banda, Sum 41, é uma abreviação da expressão: "41 days into the Summer", ou seja, 41 dias de verão, porque a banda foi formada no 41° dia do verão canadense.
Depois de criarem uma fita com algumas travessuras da banda (incluindo um roubo de pizzas com armas d'água)
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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!
Bm Misery's best friend D Dead beat on a dead-end EmF# 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
Bm - A - Em - G
Bm My hands are tied And nailed to the cross A I'm looking for all the composure I lost Em I'm petulant with a bad attitude G A poster-child vision of wasted youth Bm I dodged the book and found the key A I can't say the same for dignity Em I pissed away the best of me and G No one can help me
Bm Misery's best friend D Dead beat on a dead-end EmF# 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
Bm - G - D - F#
BmG 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
Bm
Bm Misery's best friend D Dead beat on a dead-end EmF# 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
Bm Misery's best friend D Dead beat on a dead-end EmF# 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#Bm~ And now I'm running out of time