Mystery and Misery

Misrepresented

Initially you looked like you? d looked like

You? d been sainted

But now I am acquainted

With your dark eyes and dirty mind

Was it uncalculated?

You took me by surprise

Getting all worked up

Under the table

Is your rage

A good indication?

'Cuz you won't let on to me

What you know or you don't know

And you? ve got a certain detached glare

And I know what you? re getting around to

Maybe you? re already there

You? ve got a certain detached glare

And I know that you? ve gotten around to

Maybe you? re already there

But oh you? re wicked

You look so wicked

From the beginning

I made it clear

What I expected

But now I might regret that

'Cuz mystery and misery

Can sometimes be

A call to action

And can be a source of passion

But oh you? re wicked

You look so wicked

Well I can read your eyes

So say I'm the one you like

Well I can read your eyes

So say I'm the one you like

I'm the one you like

I'm the one you like

I'm the one you like

All the time