Misery - Matt Maltese

Dead girl, got her face up to the sky now

Sunk on the street, curb, it’s a bad town

There’s new things to cry about every day

This is the city of a million pints and pain

Grim reaper finally arrives

Guess there always is an end to amusement rides

I heard a line in a movie last night go

No-one wants to hear your misery, they got their own

Misery, misery, misery, misery

Misery, misery, misery, misery

A live girl on a bike riding 51

She never saw the truck coming, it’s a cruel town

But somebody’s gotta die every day, right

Peace time calls for a human sacrifice

Night comes, there’s light in the trees

Guess there always is a moon no matter who’s deceased

I made a note to myself on my telephone

No-one wants to hear your misery, they got their own

(No-one wants to hear your misery

They’ve got their own)

Misery, misery, misery, misery

Misery, misery, misery, misery