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 theyve 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, ooh
Well, it's anyone's, anyone's guess, it's anyone's, anyone's guess Stress, stress, stress, twist
Stress, stress, stress, stress, stress