You've been treating me bad, Misery.

I'm the kind of guy

Who never used to cry,

But now you're treating me bad, Misery.

I've lost you now I'm sure,

I won't see you no more.

It's gonna be a drag, Misery.

I remember all the little things we've done.

You'll remember and you'll be the lonely one, lonely one.

Please come back to me,

'Cause ev'ryone can see

Without you I will be in misery.