Momma didn't raise a girl without a clue

So I'm well aware that a boy like you is bad news

You ain't foolin' nobody with the honey sweetened words you say

And you're the kind of mistake I love to make


You lay it on thick

And you lay it on real smooth

You got a line like a drug and a smile just like a noose

And I could see you comin' from about a hundred miles away

And you're the kind of mistake I love to make


I might regret the way this thing turns out

But it's too soon to think about that now


I always assume to learn my lessons hard

Because boys like you can be hell on a heart

Lead me not into temptation, I know the way

And you're the kind of mistake I love to make


I might regret the way this thing turns out

But it's too late to think about that now


One more round there's no tellin' what I'll do

Cause what's bad for me could be real good for you

And I should cut myself off before it's too late

But you're the kind of mistake I love

Yeah you're the kind of mistake I love to make