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(Ohhh) I miss the misery
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve been a mess since you stayed
been a wreck since you changed
let me get in your way
I miss the lies and the pain
The fights keep us (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve tried but I just take it
I’d rather fight than just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
Can’t to much of a good thing
I’m you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you blame me!
the phone calls
fault
I miss the nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
know that I’ll make you hurt
(I the lies and the you did to me)
When you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d fight all night the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me
I the rough sex
me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s fault
I miss the nights
Don’t you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(I miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve been a mess since you stayed
been a wreck since you changed
let me get in your way
I miss the lies and the pain
The fights keep us (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve tried but I just take it
I’d rather fight than just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
Can’t to much of a good thing
I’m you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you blame me!
the phone calls
fault
I miss the nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
know that I’ll make you hurt
(I the lies and the you did to me)
When you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d fight all night the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me
I the rough sex
me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s fault
I miss the nights
Don’t you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(I miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
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