Doormat - Intellectual

[Intro]

Whoo, hey

Knock-ock-ock, knock away

Oh and okay

Huh, take a hook ta

Well, I'm not your doormat, your floormat

Don't wipe your feet on me

I'm not the only Garibaldi

But there's more fish in the sea

I'm not your puppy, your goldfish

So don't treat me like a pet

Hey, I'm not your butterfly

Don't chase me with your net

I'm not your kneaded eraser

So don't you wear me down

I'm not your sledge, uh, 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 the 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

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 'round you

I'm not your shoe string, your rope thing

Don't tie me in a knot

I'm not your asphalt, with oil spots

Don't use me as a parking lot

Don't you treat me like I have no feelings

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

Feelings

Huh