when you run away it's hard to say that you fucked up
when you look them in the eye and see that you've let 'em down
your bags are already packed and the books are all closed
it's time to punch the clock and go home
repeat after me misery's company slogan
this is the way it'll be it's not up for debate
don't tell me to cheer up I've got it under control
I love misery and misery loves me