Every time I walk home alone
I always get such a melancholy tone
Yeah, I gotta learn to out run that
Misery loves company
But thats not where I'm at
As a matter of fact
I don't know what I hate the most
The rage or the sadness
And I don't know what will kill me first
My age or my madness
Yeah, I gotta learn to out run that
Misery loves company
But thats not where I'm at
As a matter of fact
I always feel like I'm digging a deeper hole
I guess its because I've got no where else to go
But
Yeah, I gotta learn to out run that
Misery loves company
But thats not where I'm at
I gotta make a change
Away, away