Doormat — текст песни (Gwen Stefani)

I`m not your doormat, your floormat
So don`t wipe your feet on me
I`m not the only Garibaldi
There`s more fish in the sea
I`m not your puppy, nor goldfish
So don`t treat me like your pet
I`m not your butterfly, so don`t try
To chase me with your net I`m not 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 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
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