Sweet Misery - Lisa Miskovsky

Plug it in, take it back,

Pull my head out

And don’t doubt the way that you feel

Shove it in, you can win

No-one answers the dancers

I’m ready to deal

Maybe this is all a joke to you

I know, I feel it too

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

Black and through, where are you?

I came through though

I said so, the things that you do Let me go, let it show

She’s a loser

But you choose her

Making you feel

Maybe I love everyone you know

Who’s that?

I’ll let it show

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

Now the words out on the street

They say we’re history

You are my sweet little,

Cheap little misery

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

You are my sweet little,

Sweet little misery

Now the words out on the street

They say we’re history

That’s why I need my,

I need my, my misery