Mister Right from Pathetique by sneaky sugars

Mister Right
Putting up a fight
Tipping scales, pulling pigtails
Leaving just enough slack on my leash

Watching Saw in the hotel bed on basic cable
They cut out all the good parts
Mister Right touches me under the table
He says I’m his sweetheart

I got lost with you tonight
Again again again
I got lost with you tonight

Mister Right playing hard to get
Knocking out lights, hedging my bets
Mapping routes between my birthmarks
Taking stabs, shooting in the dark

Mister Right, a stand up guy
A good man, a good heart in the wrong place
Wrong time, trying hard to save face
My man, Mister Right makes my day

I got lost with you tonight
Again again again
I got lost with you tonight

I don’t think we’ll make it out of this one alive
Pull my fingers back until they snap
Tear my jaw permanently open
Lock me into the reverse bear trap

Mister Right, loosening his grip
See ya next fall, have a nice trip
Mister Right tells me I’m lucky
Looks me in the eyes when he fucks me
Mister Right don’t pick up the phone
Mister Right won’t leave me alone

I got lost with you tonight
Again again again
I got lost with you tonight

I bet we won’t make it out of this one alive
Pull my fingers back until they snap
Tear my jaw permanently open
Lock me into the reverse bear trap

• Alternative
• bedroom
• lofi
• shitty punk
• Austin