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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
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 that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I the in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way it hurts!
I you, I the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I just can’t take it
I’d rather fight fake it
('Cause I like 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 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 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
know I’ll make you hurt
(I miss the and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me make it worse
(I’d rather all 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 that you blame me
I the rough sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the of pains in my chest!
Miss the 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve been a mess since you stayed
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 that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I the in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way it hurts!
I you, I the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I just can’t take it
I’d rather fight fake it
('Cause I like 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 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 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
know I’ll make you hurt
(I miss the and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me make it worse
(I’d rather all 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 that you blame me
I the rough sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the of pains in my chest!
Miss the 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I miss you, I miss the misery!
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