13 lyrics for "Miserable, miserable"
Sick love song This could be your We are miserable You are driving me insane This could be your sign that things are going wrong Wake me up in the morning glory Hanging straight your lies and stories How do you mark your territory? When your trash
PlayWe're too young until we're too old We're all lost on the yellow brick road We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows We're born, we work, we die, it's spiritual Enough is never enough American dream never wakes up Too much is never too much We won't
PlayMaybe I ain't working enough So why you wanna love me so bad Why you wanna love me so bad Haven’t you heard about my miserable past Critical past Pitiful past I swear no matter what I touch it breaks So I no longer wanna see your face I got the worst
PlayI hate to say it but I told you so Told you if you left that you were goin' be miserable Guess he don't do it like me Or else you wouldn't be Runnin' back to the past it was you that left me I hate to say it but you know I'm right Every time you're up
PlaySé un poco más hombre y dá la cara No fué una mujer la que engañaste Miserable, miserable Miserable, no la niegues Por unos pesos más que tienes no te burles Que yo como tú soy gente de barriada Fué la niña de la casa que enredaste Miserable no le
PlayInto the fire I'd walk into the fire Take them all back I wouldn't take back a moment Not one miserable moment I'll give it all, 'til there's nothing I'm not too sure what I'm supposed to do with this These hands, this mind, this instability From a cage
PlayEverything but you 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable 'til you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it So put your hands up in the air If you hate songs
PlayOh my God it's time for a prayer I'm underground I contemplate I'm miserable I hear a voice in my head Going round It's been talkin' to me for awhile Inject my soul with the truth Do you dare??
PlayWhoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this
PlayI'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here I wake up in the mornin' in a lonely ice and bed Thinkin' 'bout the nightmare that just played in my head I think of all the things I miss Like moments that we share a kiss so dear I search your
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