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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 since you changed
Don’t let me get in way
I miss the and the pain
The that keep us awake (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
the phone calls
When your 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I just can’t take it
I’d rather fight just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I ya to call my bluff
Can’t take to much of a good thing
I’m you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
it’s fault
I the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
know that make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain 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 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 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 miss the nights
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 the misery!
(I 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
I’ve been a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in way
I miss the and the pain
The that keep us awake (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
the phone calls
When your 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 miss you, I miss the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
but I just can’t take it
I’d rather fight just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I ya to call my bluff
Can’t take to much of a good thing
I’m you!
I the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me!
Miss the phone calls
it’s fault
I the late nights
Don’t miss you at all!
I like the in the face
And the things you do to me!
I love the way it hurts!
I don’t miss you, I miss the misery!
know that make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain 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 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 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 miss the nights
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 the misery!
(I miss you, I miss the misery)
...
I miss you, I miss the misery!
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