GWEN STEFANI - DOORMAT Lyrics

I'm not your doormat, your floormatSo don't wipe your feet on meI'm not the only GaribaldiThere's more fish in the seaI'm not your puppy, nor goldfishSo don't treat me like your petI'm not your butterfly, so don't tryTo chase me with your net I'm not your kneaded eraserSo don't you wear me downI'm not your sledge, sledge hammerI'm no tool, that you poundI'm not your blacktop, for hopscotchSo don't jump all over meI'm not the place where the dogs roamAt the bottom of the tree Don't you treat me like I have no feelingsDon't you treat me like that, I have feelingsDon't treat me like thatDon't you treat me like thatDon't treat me like thatDon't you treat me like that! I'm not your carefree, nor sugarlessLike the gum on your shoe,I'm not the ring 'round your fingerNor am I wrapped around youI'm not your shoe string, your rope thingSo don't tie me in a knotI'm not your asphalt, with oil spotsSo don't use me as a parking lot