I'm tired of being your door mat,
just something to walk on when you come through the door,
I'm tired of having your mud on my face,
I'm tired of being this thing you ignore.
I hate the way you run all over me,
and they way I cant seem to speak back,
you use me as just something to walk on,
I'm not your freaking DOOR MAT!
I'm tired of all this selfishness,
I'm tired you never think about me,
I'm tired of all your hurtful ways,
THIS ISNT THE WAY ITS SUPPOSE TO BE.
I'm sick of just sitting here,
and letting you be your own way,
well something is going to have to change,
because I have to stop living this way.
I'm picking my stuff up and leaving,
I'm going to walk straight out that door,
never again to have your mudd on my face,
I wont just sit here anymore.
So goodbye, fairwell, I wont miss you,
And theres no way I'd ever come back,
you can go off and find someone new,
because I am no longer your Door Mat.
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