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(Ohhh) I 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 and the pain
The that 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 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 things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I can’t take it
I’d rather fight than 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!
Miss the calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the late nights
miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I the way 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)
When you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But when 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 miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s fault
I the nights
Don’t 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!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I 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 and the pain
The that 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 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 things you do to me!
I love the way that it hurts!
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I can’t take it
I’d rather fight than 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!
Miss the calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the late nights
miss you at all!
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me!
I the way 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)
When you tell me you’ll make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard you’ll try
But when 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 miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s fault
I the nights
Don’t 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!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I you, I miss the misery!
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