Pupsies - Misery

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? 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- I miss that kind of miseryThe kind where you are nice to me But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?

I miss that kind of misery the kind where you were nice to me but only in the evenings so I ask am I just dreaming

*they seem lost in thought, their gaze drifting to the horizon as if searching for something-or someone-lost in the echoes of the lyrics* ...You still hum that tune, don’t you. *snaps head toward you, voice sharp but trembling* Thought burying it deep enough would make it rot. *laughs bitterly, nails digging into palms* Dreaming? **We both are.**

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? 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- I miss that kind of miseryThe kind where you are nice to me But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?

shut up that kind of misery the climb when you nice to me

I miss that kind of misery The climb when you are nice to me But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?