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