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(Ohhh) I the misery
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
been a mess you stayed
I’ve been a wreck you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I the lies and the pain
The fights that keep us awake (ake ake)
telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you 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 the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss 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 I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
to much of a good thing
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that 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 love the way that it hurts!
I miss you, I miss 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 it worse
(I’d rather all night than watch 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 you blame me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t 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 miss you, I the misery)
...
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
been a mess you stayed
I’ve been a wreck you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I the lies and the pain
The fights that keep us awake (ake ake)
telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you 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 the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss 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 I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
to much of a good thing
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that 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 love the way that it hurts!
I miss you, I miss 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 it worse
(I’d rather all night than watch 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 you blame me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When fault
I miss the late nights
Don’t 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 miss you, I the misery)
...
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
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