Pupsies - 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