Misery

let's make believe i'm insane
let's make believe i know what pain is
let's make believe i'm not loved
let's make believe i care for everyone

i tell myself
maybe your obsessive mean's your great

i'm small, she wanted the tall guy
she's smart, i wanted the artsy girl
so i thank you (ooh, ooh, ooh)
yes, i thank you (ooh, ooh, ooh)
for making my life a misery

let's make it helieve i've gotten laid
let's make it known i cleaned up after myself
let's make it known i turned off the television
and let's make it known i got home on time

i tell myself
maybe your obsessive means your great

i'm small, she wanted the tall guy
she's smart, i wanted the artsy girl
so i thank you (ooh, ooh, ooh)
yes, i thank you (ooh, ooh, ooh)
for making my life a misery