I Miss the Misery (Live)
Raise your horns
Raise 'em high
Let 'em soar
Let 'em fly
Up through the heavens
Forevermore
Let 'em reign down
Hello Wembley!
Raise your horns
Oh, I miss the misery
Oh, oh, oh, oh-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 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 thing
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
Raise 'em high
Let 'em soar
Let 'em fly
Up through the heavens
Forevermore
Let 'em reign down
Hello Wembley!
Raise your horns
Oh, I miss the misery
Oh, oh, oh, oh-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 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 thing
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
Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Mae Hale, Scott Christopher Stevens, Christine Danielle Connolly
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