Joy is the coldest lover I know
Only ′cause she never comes
I was the coolest dude I know
Guess I was born too close to the sun
The harder I try, the more I become miserable
The higher I fly, the lower I go, oh no
Is what we want, who we are? Oh, ooh
Pray for me, I don't wanna be, ah, miserable
Joy is the coldest lover I know
Some reason I keep coming back for more
I crashed my car, the paint job was off, la-la, la-la-la
Will I even know when it′s too much?
The harder I try, the more I become miserable
The higher I fly, the lower I go, oh no
Is what we want, who we are? Oh, ooh
Pray for me, I don't wanna be, ah, miserable
The harder I try, the more I become miserable
The higher I fly, the lower I go, oh no
Is what we want, who we are? Oh, ooh
Pray for me, I don't wanna be, ah, miserable
Miserable, miserable
Miserable, miserable
Miserable, miserable
Miserable, miserable
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Andrew Watt
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