You gave yourself so easily
Well, that's ok with me
I'm tired of your running around
Please leave me be
Why don't you get out of my life?
Go away
I've had it with you makin' the rounds
You got nothing to say
But you keep on comin' around
And manage to cut me inside
You're charged 3rd degree
Sensual homicide

Miss Mistreater
My little miss
Miss Mistreater
I can't resist

So hard to see what's going on
My blindfold was in place
In the pack and falling back
You keep picking up the pace
You've got a spell on me
Can't fight it, can't beat it alone
I wait so patiently and pray
Affraid for your voice on the phone

Miss Mistreater
I got the itch
Miss Mistreater
I can't resist

You've got a spell on me
Can't fight it, can't beat it alone
I wait so patiently to hear
Your sweet voice on the phone

Miss Mistreater
My little miss
Miss Mistreater
You're such a bitch
Little Miss Mistreater
I got the itch
Miss Mistreater
My little miss
I can't resist