Sweet Misery

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