Doormat Lyrics

What am I, something you wipe your shoes on

I must enjoy the shit because it's hard for me to move on

The first girl I officially called mine

Little did I know that this would be a common paradigm for future relationships

One hell of a baseline

I could pay it no mine, but that would be asinine

Accept it for what it is and everything I felt

Nah, fuck that let me go and tell you about yourself

Love's supposed to be a two-way street

And you were way too stupid to even find one path

I know God took his time assembling me

But he was drunk off the henny when he made yo ass

On the other hand, I know you were a trauma consumer

And a part of me wishes I would have got to you sooner

I used to respect you 100%

Now you on the strip letting your cat purr for some cents

She let the pole get to her head and now her mind ain't the same

Phineas Gage, somber music is played

This the story of my fucking life, ain't it

The friend zone king and misery got acquainted

If disappointment was the cops, I always get arrested

That's what happens when you ride with millions worth of investments

My trash is another man's treasure nice try

You were trash all your life, so I don't think that applies

Come on in, please take off your shoes

Everybody, welcome to my house of blues

Make yourself comfortable kick your feet back

Don't forget to leave your shoes by me, the doormat

Come on in, please take off your shoes

Everybody, welcome to my house of blues

Make yourself comfortable kick your feet back

Don't forget to leave your shoes by me, the doormat

I might say that I love you, even though I really don't

I asked you to speak the truth, and you didn't, so I won't

My relationships down the road will suffer this fate

But why should I give a fuck women love to get hate

It's documented the gentleman's not respected

Look around I have yet to stand corrected

In that case, mother fuck being the nice guy

Because every time I turn my back, I felt a kunai

A wise man taught me a hard lesson to learn

Said that pussy ain't yours bro it's just your turn

And after those words, I felt sick, to be honest

Fucked up on the inside, like a guilty conscience

Pretty brown eyes, but you're far from mint condition

Pretty sure your personality's beyond fixing

This ain't how it was supposed to be

But it's my fault, I gave too much emotionally

Come on in, please take off your shoes

Everybody, welcome to my house of blues

Make yourself comfortable keep your feet back

Don't forget to leave your shoes by me, the doormat

Come on in, please take off your shoes

Everybody, welcome to my house of blues

Make yourself comfortable keep your feet back

Don't forget to leave your shoes by me, the doormat