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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
I’ve a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I miss the lies and the pain
The that 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!
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 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 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 take to much of a good thing
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 fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t miss 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 miss you, I the misery!
Just know that I’ll make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But at our worst
I the misery
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the rough sex
me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
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 love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I the misery!
(I don’t 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
I’ve a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I miss the lies and the pain
The that 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!
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 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 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 take to much of a good thing
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 fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t miss 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 miss you, I the misery!
Just know that I’ll make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But at our worst
I the misery
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the rough sex
me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
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 love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I the misery!
(I don’t you, I miss the misery)
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I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
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