The world is treating me bad, misery. 

I‘m the kind of guy who never used to cry, 
The world is treating me bad, misery. 
I‘ve lost her now for sure, I won‘t see her no more. 
It‘s gonna be a drag, misery. 

I‘ll remember all the little things we‘ve done. 
Can‘t she see she‘ll always be the only one, only one. 

Send her back to me, ‘cos ev‘ryone can see 
Without her I will be in misery. 

I‘ll remember all the little things we‘ve done. 
She‘ll remember and she‘ll miss her only one, lonely one. 

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