Misery
Well, I don't know what you're thinking
And I don't really give a damn
Since I found you're the reigning queen
Of the one night stand
I've already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for ya, too
Y'know, I might be a lot of things
But I ain't your fool
And I ain't gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I'm giving back the only thing
You ever gave to me: Misery
Well I remember, when we started
You said you'd love me til the day that you died
But, I guess just like all the rest
It was just a lie
So, don't even try to tell me
That you're really, really, sorry true
'Cause I know that you done me wrong
And here comes the proof
Well, there was Billy on the second floor
And Tommy at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me nothing but misery
I said, there was Billy on the second floor
And Tommy at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me miles and miles of misery
I said I don't know what you're thinking
And I don't really give a damn
Since I found out about you girl
You were just a tramp
Now, I've already packed that suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you, too
Y'know I might be a lot of things
But, I ain't your fool,
And I ain't gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I'm giving back the only thing
You ever gave to me: Misery
Misery
You ain't in Misery
Oh, Misery
And I don't really give a damn
Since I found you're the reigning queen
Of the one night stand
I've already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for ya, too
Y'know, I might be a lot of things
But I ain't your fool
And I ain't gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I'm giving back the only thing
You ever gave to me: Misery
Well I remember, when we started
You said you'd love me til the day that you died
But, I guess just like all the rest
It was just a lie
So, don't even try to tell me
That you're really, really, sorry true
'Cause I know that you done me wrong
And here comes the proof
Well, there was Billy on the second floor
And Tommy at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me nothing but misery
I said, there was Billy on the second floor
And Tommy at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me miles and miles of misery
I said I don't know what you're thinking
And I don't really give a damn
Since I found out about you girl
You were just a tramp
Now, I've already packed that suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you, too
Y'know I might be a lot of things
But, I ain't your fool,
And I ain't gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I'm giving back the only thing
You ever gave to me: Misery
Misery
You ain't in Misery
Oh, Misery
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Writer(s): Kurt R. Neumann, Samuel J. Llanas
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