Mister Mystery,
What a name, that’s a shame,
You won't even call tomorrow

Mister Mystery,
I dont know how to blame
The game of the sex and sorrow,

Mister Mystery, hold my hand when I cry to the moon about you,
Push you down on your old one knee till I ask you to just tie my shoe

Mister Misery,
I’m not feeling too good
I must see the doctor quickly

Mister History
Liberal socially,
But made it clear you're conservative fiscally

I’m not sure that's how living works, but who knows, all that I do is cry
Mister Mystery, bend the rules of the world just to be a good guy

And I won’t yell cause you don’t know anything anyway
And I cant tell who’s breaking whose heart

Mister Kiss-Her
She told me just what you did,
Can't say that I’m far too happy

So I’ll send myself off so gracefully
When you decide to get Oh so sappy.

I’m not sure that's how loving works but who knows all that I do is cry
Mister Mystery, bend the rules of my mind just to be a good guy

Just to be a good guy
Just to be a good guy
Just to be a good