I’m not your doormat, your floormat

So don’t wipe your feet on me

I’m not theonly Garibaldy

There’s more fish in the sea

I’m not your puppy, nor goldfish

So don’t treat me like pet

I’m not your butterfly, so don’t try

To chase me with your net



I’m your kneaded eraser

So don’t you wear me down

I’m not your sledge, sledge hammer

I’m no tool, that you pound

I’m not your blacktop, for hopscotch

So don’t jump all over me

I’m not the place where the dogs roam

At the bottom of a tree



Don’t you treat me like I have no feelings

Don’t you treat me like that, I have feelings



Don’t treat me like that

Don’t you treat me like that

Don’t treat me like that

Don’t you treat me like that!



I’m not your carefree, nor sugarless

Like the gum on your shoe,

I’m not the ring ‘round your finger

Nor am I wrapped around you

I’m not your shoe string, your rope thing

So don’t tie me in a knot

I’m not your asphalt, with oil spots

So don’t use me as a parking lot



(Repeat Chorus