Misery. (Sped Up)

I miss that kind of misery, the kind
Where you were
Nice to me But only in the evening
So I ask, "Am I just
dreaming?"
I love you so much that it's dripping,
Dripping from my heart and such
I'm sorry,
I know I'm too
much,
Still love to trust in nothing but I
Miss that kind of misery, the kind
Where you were
Nice to me But
only in the evening
So I ask, "Am I just dreaming?"
But what else to believe in since
I have nobody else?
I keep grieving, i keep grieving,
It's the living I can't help
It's a misery 'cause
You can't tell me how much
that you
Care And I know it's true, but yet
You need to cut me out your hair
It's a bit of passion,
What's
that mean?
I can't reduce me The greatest
Is in lust, the very best is what
Is good to see Misery in knowing I
Love you and have to leave The misery
That I can't shake, the misery
I bleed I miss that kind of misery,
The
kind where you were nice to me
But only in the evening so I ask,
Am I just dreaming?" But it's real,
That
kind of misery, the kind where you
Were nice to me But only in the evening
So I ask, "Am I just dreaming?"
Yes,
I feel that kind of misery,
The kind where you were
Nice to me But only in the evening
So I ask, "Am I just
dreaming?"
God, I feel that
Kind of misery, the kind where you were
Nice to me But only in the evening
So I
ask, "Am I just dreaming?"
I miss that kind of misery, the kind
Where you were
Nice to me But only in the
evening
So I ask, "Am I just dreaming?"
God, I feel that
Kind of misery, the kind where you were
Nice to me
But only in the evening,
But only in the evening
I hope that you care
I swear it ain't fair Call the police,
Oh, you out there To do anything,
I love you,
I love you with
everything I feel that
Kind of misery, the kind where you were
Nice to me But only in the evening
So I ask, "Am
I just dreaming?" God,
I feel that kind of misery, the kind
Where you were nice to me The kind
Where you were
nice to me I
Feel that kind of misery, the
Kind where you were
Nice to me But only in the evening
So I wish that I was dreaming But
Only in the evening,
in the evening God,
I wish that I was dreaming,
I
Miss that kind of misery