Once knew a woman,
She put a curse on me that eventually came true
She was a head on wreck,
On a mystic ride (you know the kind)
Among the visions and the ruins
She was my unsuspecting secret mission
Leftover passion and desire, they only deepen the wound
But you must admit that the pain is sweet
It makes you howl at the moon
I guess you are my unsuspecting secret mission
Every eleven days or so
I get a message from you
Invisible ink on invisible paper
But I can smell the perfume
I guess I ain't your unsuspecting secret mission
No, you aren't my unsuspecting secret mission