Pupsies Misery

I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
[Verse 1]
I love you so much that it's dripping
Dripping from my arms and such
I'm sorry, I know I'm too much
To love, to trust, I'm nothing, but—
[Chorus]
I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
[Verse 2]
You are what I could believe in
Since I have nobody else
I keep screaming, I keep breathing
It's the living I can't help
It's the misery 'cause you can tell me
How much that you care
And I know it's true, but yet
You need to get me out your hair
Is what we have special?
What's that mean?
Why can't you choose me, is it greed?
This isn't lust, no fairy dust, it's blunt
It's what you see
Misery in knowing I love you
And had to leave
The misery that I can't shake
The misery I bleed
[Chorus]
I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are 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 are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
[Bridge]
Hurts to feel that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
How to heal that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
[Chorus]
I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are 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 are nice to me
But only in the evening?
Why only in the evening?
[Verse 3]
'Cause I know that you care (I know that you care)
'Cause I swear it ain't fair (I swear it ain't fair)
I'll slit my wrists and show you
I'll dare to do anything
I love you, I love you with everything
[Chorus]
Hurts to feel that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
How to heal that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
The kind where you are nice to, to me
To heal that kind of misery
The kind where you are 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