That's Ex-Doormat To You Lyrics
Words and music: Mark
This song took about 20 minutes to write (some took even longer)...
Tell your friends that I'm a loser, tell them I'm a fool
But that was then, if it's all the same that's ex-doormat to you
Sorry you don't have no place to wipe your feet no more
No one to manipulate, I know that makes you sore
But I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like
To give my life to someone who knows how to treat me right
(Chorus)
Tell your friends that I'm a loser, tell them I'm a fool
Tell them all about the hoops, that you made me jump through
Tell them how you pushed me around, I won't deny it's true
Yeah but that was then, if it's all the same that's ex-doormat to you
Sorry when you want to yell I just can't hear your shouts
Now I live so far away, wish I could help you out
But I realized I'm no punching bag, and I know you hate that
So now you'll have to do without, or get yourself a cat
I used to think that kind of treatment's all that I deserved
I used to think the hard way is the only way to learn
What good man, when asked for bread would give his son a stone?
There are worse things in this world than living alone
Tell your friends how bad you dumped me, we both know the truth
'cause what comes around just blew this town, and that's ex-doormat to you
