Mysteries - yeah yeah yeahs My arms are all twisted The only thing I miss is I messed up I missed it, I messed up, the missing of you It's getting to sound like they've seen you around with her No mystery No mystery No mysteries Everyone knows the secretest code of mine They'll tell all my friends and they'll tell all my enemies too Mystery No mysteries No mysteries No mystery No mystery No mysteries Take it away, Nick! Well I don't even know what it's like not to go back to you I don't even know who I like less You own me, you own me, you own me oooh Well it's anyone's, anyone's guess It's anyone's, anyone's guess Stress, stress, stress, twist, stress, stress, stress, stress, stress Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com