Mean Mistreated, you make me cry, You lay around, and watch me die. Mean Mistreated , can't you see I'm real? Are you satisfied, with the way you feel?
I've tried hard to live without you, in so many ways. I just can't help myself from thinking of you, for the rest of my days. Heartache is at my door step, won't leave me alone. I just can't get used to it, now that I'm on my own.
I know all about you, your childhood days, Your mom and dad, your pretty face. Mean Mistreated, if you need me, I'm needin' you to set me free.