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Ass Hat
Ass Hat
I'm tired of being treated like a fucking door mat
You sit on the couch because tonight you're not getting your one-night- stand
While I wonder what's the matter, why you have your ass in the air
Maybe I have done something wrong
Maybe I'm just not as easy as you thought me to be
Maybe I just want to be left alone
Maybe you should get another fix
You'll take it any way you get it, cheap or not
I'm to afraid to speak my mind because when the shit hits the fan, I'm the only one left with tears to scared to put out the fire
Why would I tell you how I feel if really I don't feel at all
Why would I consider you to he my only friend
Every time I turn around I'm your door mat again
Why would I waist my time on pretending that I don't hurt
Why would I feel like its my fault
Because really you're the one with the flaw
You say it's how you love but you know what
I don't give a rats ass
I'm your doormat
You're my ass hat
I'm tired of being treated like a fucking door mat
You sit on the couch because tonight you're not getting your one-night- stand
While I wonder what's the matter, why you have your ass in the air
Maybe I have done something wrong
Maybe I'm just not as easy as you thought me to be
Maybe I just want to be left alone
Maybe you should get another fix
You'll take it any way you get it, cheap or not
I'm to afraid to speak my mind because when the shit hits the fan, I'm the only one left with tears to scared to put out the fire
Why would I tell you how I feel if really I don't feel at all
Why would I consider you to he my only friend
Every time I turn around I'm your door mat again
Why would I waist my time on pretending that I don't hurt
Why would I feel like its my fault
Because really you're the one with the flaw
You say it's how you love but you know what
I don't give a rats ass
I'm your doormat
You're my ass hat
Published 23rd Jan 2012
| Edited 24th Jan 2012
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