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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 a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I the and the pain
The fights keep us (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
Miss the 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 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
I’d rather fight than just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I ya to call my bluff
take to much of a good thing
telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me!
Miss the phone calls
it’s fault
I miss the nights
Don’t miss 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!
know that I’ll 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 the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard 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 me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
the phone calls
When your fault
I the late 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 miss the misery!
(I miss you, I the misery)
...
I don’t miss you, I the misery!
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh oh...)
I’ve been a mess since you stayed
I’ve a wreck since you changed
Don’t let me get in your way
I the and the pain
The fights keep us (ake ake)
I’m telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way you blame me!
Miss the 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 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
I’d rather fight than just fake it
('Cause I like it rough)
You know that I’ve had enough
I ya to call my bluff
take to much of a good thing
telling you!
I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you me!
Miss the phone calls
it’s fault
I miss the nights
Don’t miss 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!
know that I’ll 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 the TV)
I hate that feeling inside
You tell me how hard 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 me
I miss the sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest!
the phone calls
When your fault
I the late 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 miss the misery!
(I miss you, I the misery)
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I don’t miss you, I the misery!
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