Mysteries

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!

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 or me

You or me

You or me, oooh

Well it’s anyone’s, anyone’s guess…

It’s anyone’s, anyone’s guess…

Stress, stress

Stress, stress

Stress, stress

Stress, stress

Stress