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