Misery

Pretty, but he don't tell you 'bout it

Winter scarfs and skirts of velvet

Still drink just like we did in school

I passed your old house down by the cemetery

Club nights in university

When your friends sing, Born To Run, baby

Resist 'cause we were born to drift

If you could see the wreck I am these days

You'd have no reasons to stay away

Just hold my hand for a little while

Misery never goes out of style

I see you sometimes in dreams I have

In your bra, in the room you used to rent

Do you ever wish you could wake someone else?

And so I wrote down a list of coroners

Their names, their office phone numbers

To pronounce dead the thing we had

In tombs , ex-boyfriends bedrooms

If you cold see the wreck I am these days

You'd have no reasons to stay away

Just hold my hand for a little while

Misery never goes out of style

If you could see the wreck I am these days

You'd have no reasons to stay away

Just hold my hand for a little while

Misery never goes out of style

I'm your chipped nail paint

I'm the fabric of your coat

You are all I fear

You are words I never wrote

Hey, I'm your chipped nail paint

Yeah, I'm the fabric of your coat

You are all I fear

You are words I never wrote

You are years ago

If you could see the wreck I am these days

You'd have no reasons to stay away

Just hold my hand for a little while

Misery never goes out of style

If you could see the wreck I am these days

You'd have no reasons to stay away

Just hold my hand for a little while

Misery never goes out of style