Misery - Live Songtext
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Misery - Live Songtext
Well, I don′t know what you're thinking
And I don′t really give a damn
Since I found out you're the reigning queen
Of the one-night stand
I already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you too
You know, I might be a lot of things
But I ain′t no fool
And I ain′t gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I′m getting back the only thing
You ever gave to me, sing it
Misery, misery
Yeah, I remember when we started
You said you'd love me till the day that you died
But I guess just like all the rest
It was just a lie
So don′t even try and tell me
That you're really, really sorry, true
′Cause I know that you done me wrong
And here comes the proof
Well, there's Billy on the second floor
Mary daily at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me nothing but misery
Yeah, there's 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
Misery, 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′re just a tramp
Come on, people of Milwaukee
I already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you too
You 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 getting back the only thing
You ever gave to me
Misery, misery
Misery, misery
Misery, misery
Whoa, misery
All right
Thanks a lot, hope you had fun
I sure did
Every time we come here something happens
I don't know but I really like it a lot
And I don′t really give a damn
Since I found out you're the reigning queen
Of the one-night stand
I already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you too
You know, I might be a lot of things
But I ain′t no fool
And I ain′t gonna cry
You're just a rotten apple in my eye
I hope I′m getting back the only thing
You ever gave to me, sing it
Misery, misery
Yeah, I remember when we started
You said you'd love me till the day that you died
But I guess just like all the rest
It was just a lie
So don′t even try and tell me
That you're really, really sorry, true
′Cause I know that you done me wrong
And here comes the proof
Well, there's Billy on the second floor
Mary daily at the liquor store
When you were giving those guys a piece
You were giving me nothing but misery
Yeah, there's 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
Misery, 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′re just a tramp
Come on, people of Milwaukee
I already packed your suitcase
There's a taxi waiting for you too
You 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 getting back the only thing
You ever gave to me
Misery, misery
Misery, misery
Misery, misery
Whoa, misery
All right
Thanks a lot, hope you had fun
I sure did
Every time we come here something happens
I don't know but I really like it a lot
Writer(s): Kurt R. Neumann, Samuel J. Llanas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

