Misery کے بول

Let's make believe I'm insane Let's make believe that I know what pain is Let's make believe I'm not loved Let's make believe I care for everyone I tell myself Maybe, "You're obsessive" means, "You're great" I'm small, she wanted the tall guy She's smart, but I wanted the artsy girl So, I thank you, oooh Yes, I thank you, oooh For making my life a misery Let's make believe I got laid Let's make it known I cleaned up after myself Let's make it known I turned off the television Let's make it known I got home on time I tell myself Maybe, "You're obsessive" means, "You're great" I'm small, she wanted the tall guy She's smart, but I wanted the artsy girl So, I thank you, oooh Yes, I thank you, oooh For making my life a misery