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