paroles de chanson Misery Business (acoustic) - Paramore

I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I waited eight long months,
She finally set him free.
I told him I can't lie he was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we had caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But, I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But god does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him right now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause god it just feels so,
It just feels so good.
Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way.
Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they want it's easy if you do it right.
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
It just feels so.
It just feels so good.
Tell me where our time went
And if it was time well spent
Just don't let me fall asleep
Feeling empty again
Cause I fear I might break n
and I fear I can't take it
Tonight I'll lie awake feeling empty
I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I got a lot to say to you,
Yeah, I got a lot to say.
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me,
Keeping them here and it makes no sense at all.
They taped over your mouth,
Scribbled out the truth.
With their lies,
Your little spies.
They taped over your mouth,
Scribbled out the truth.
With their lies,
Your little spies.
Crush. Crush. Crush. Crush, crush.
Nothing compares to,
A quiet evening alone.
Just the one two,
Of us who's counting on.
That never happens,
I guess I'm dreaming again.
Let's be more then,
This.