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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 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 hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s 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 the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve tried but I can’t take it
I’d than just fake it
('Cause I it rough)
You that I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
Can’t take to much of a good thing
telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you me!
Miss the phone calls
When 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 love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
Just that I’ll 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 all night watch the TV)
I that feeling inside
You tell me how hard try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the rough sex
me a mess
I the feeling of pains in my chest!
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 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
I’ve been a 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 hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s 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 the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve tried but I can’t take it
I’d than just fake it
('Cause I it rough)
You that I’ve had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
Can’t take to much of a good thing
telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you me!
Miss the phone calls
When 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 love the way that it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
Just that I’ll 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 all night watch the TV)
I that feeling inside
You tell me how hard try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the rough sex
me a mess
I the feeling of pains in my chest!
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 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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