Misery Over Dispute Songtext
von Waxahatchee

Revive the summery dusk
I′ll run fast, leave you in the dust
And the first soul that I pass on the street
Cannot rid me of a cheatin' defeat


If I claim the sole regret
I love only enough to accept
And I′ll be spinless and sick in your eyes
Until death or the draggin' of time

I chose misery over dispute
I've whispered and walked on eggshells
Just to choose misery over dispute
Chose misery over dispute