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