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.