Home the road, home you wrote
Burning bridges where you can, if by chance you find fire
All your friends, they let you down
But only because you demanded you meet every time you come to town
I used to think you were miserable, but misery is you
Highland living, looks so sweet
But all your food is souring, you ain't got no friends left to meet
Belly aching, all the time
How much more do you think we can take
How much
Oh I used to think you were miserable, but misery is you
Ooh baby, ooh you
We're all crazy for you
Misery, misery, misery is you
Misery, misery, misery is you