I Miss the Misery

Oh, I miss the misery

I've been a mess since you stayed

I've been a wreck since you changed

Don't let me get in your way

I miss the lies and the pain

The fights that keep us awake-ake-ake

I'm tellin' you

I miss the bad things, the way you hate me

I miss the screamin', the way that you blame me

Miss the phone 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

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 dare you to call my bluff

Can't take too much of a good thi-ing

I'm tellin' you

I miss the bad things, the way you hate me

I miss the screamin', the way that you blame me

Miss the phone 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

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 feelin' 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 screamin', 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 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

I don't miss you, I miss the misery

I don't miss you, I miss the misery