I don't want to be the other woman,
The one who has a hidden place in your address book;
The one who is always expecting you to visit
So casually, always in a rush;
The one who is always hidden behind you,
The one who keeps quiet and agrees to everything.
I don't want to be the other woman.
I'm tired of being just
Your convenient second option.
The one who calms you down
When you've had an argument with your wife.
The one who never gets any flowers
In a wedding anniversary.
Chorus:
I'm your mistress,
The Forbidden One...
The one who is only a sudden explosion of lust.
I'm your mistress,
The one who waits...
I'm the flame of that fire
That produces no warmth.
I don't want to be the other woman,
I'm tired of this underhanded way of loving someone.
I'm the one who calms you down
When you've had an argument with your wife.
The one who never gets any flowers
In a wedding anniversary.
Chorus
I'm your mistress,
The Forbidden One...
I'm the flame of that fire
That produces no warmth...