It's coming down hard tonight
I'm talking to this TV like it's an old friend of mine
I stumble down the rabbit hole
A place where any sane man knows he shouldn't go
Oh, gently she comes to me
I bite the hook again
A wolf in sheep's clothing
She reaches for my hand
Misery
Sweet misery
When no one else is hanging 'round
Oh, I know that I can always count
On her to be right by my side
Keeping me somewhat satisfied
I'm chased around, upstairs and down
She's always loved the dance
I run the risk of losing it
But I still take the chance
On misery
Sweet misery
If I knew what's good for me I would
Wish her far and farewell
But I've learned to stay one step away
From tripping on her spell
Misery
Sweet misery
My misery
Sweet misery
My sweet misery
Misery
