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