Lyrics Creeper – Misery
Text:
Pretty, but he don’t tell you about it
Winter scarves and skirts of velvet
Still drink just like we did in school
I passed your old house down by the cemetery
When your friends sing ‘Born to Run’, baby, resist
Cause we were ‘Born to Drift’
If you could see the wreck I am these days
You’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style
I see you sometimes in dreams I have
In your bra in the room you used to rent
Do you ever wish you could wake someone else?
And so I wrote down a list of coroners
Their names, their office phone numbers
To pronounce dead the thing we had
In tombs, ex-boyfriends bedrooms
If you could see the wreck I am these days
You’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style
If you could see the wreck I am these days
You’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style
I’m your chipped nail paint
I’m the fabric of your coat
You are all I fear
You are words I never wrote
I’m the fabric of your coat
You are all I fear
You are words I never wrote
You are years ago
If you could see the wreck I am these days
You’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style
If you could see the wreck I am these days
You’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style