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