Mystery Girl - Wax Fang

She belongs to the night

A child of the twilight

She’s nobodies bride

She’s nobodies thing on the side

To rest through …

I won’t be suprised if she’s just a wreck in disguise

She’s either high as a kite or sharp as a butter knife

Can do nothing right even if it would save her own hide

Well what is she like, what’s her favorite color

Has she ever had a significant other, not quite

Well alright

Despite being uptight, she’s the flourescent light of my life

I tremble when I see her, never could find the words

She’s only teasing, never says what she means, she’s a mystery girl

Always confusing, often amusing, a mystery girl

Heir to the throne, she’s applauding of noone, a mystery girl

She’s got a stigma, she’s an enigma, she’s a mystery even to her

Wherever she goes, the boys always follow

They follow in droves, if they could they would follow her home

Always in control

She thinks that she knows all that there is to know, she’s a bit of a diva

sometimes

Yeah alright

Despite being uptight, she’s the flourescent light of my life

I tremble when I see, never could find the words

She’s only teasing, never says what she means, she’s a mystery girl

Always confusing, often amusing, a mystery girl

Heir to the throne, she’s applauding of noone, a mystery girl

She’s got a stigma, she’s an enigma, she’s a mystery even to her

She’s only teasing, never says what she means, she’s a mystery girl

Always confusing, often amusing, a mystery girl

Heir to the throne, she’s applauding of noone, a mystery girl

She’s got a stigma, she’s an enigma, she’s a mystery even to her