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 feeling
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

Don´t you treat me like I have no feeling
Don´t you treat me like that, I have feelings