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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 wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I miss the and the pain
The fights that keep us awake (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you 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 love 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 take it
rather than just fake it
('Cause I 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 me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the nights
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!
Just know that make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You me how you’ll try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the feeling of in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
it’s your fault
I 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 don’t miss you, I the misery!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve been a mess since you stayed
been a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I miss the and the pain
The fights that keep us awake (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I the screaming
The way that you 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 love 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 take it
rather than just fake it
('Cause I 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 me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
When it’s your fault
I miss the nights
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!
Just know that make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me make it worse
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You me how you’ll try
But when we’re at our worst
I miss the misery
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the feeling of in my chest!
Miss the phone calls
it’s your fault
I 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 don’t miss you, I the misery!
(I don’t miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I don’t you, I miss the misery!
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