As anger courses my veins
I bite my tongue
God knows
How I truly feel
Lord knows I don't want to
Say some shit I can't take back
I'm tired of being the doormat
You wipe your feet on
The tissues you wipe
Your shitty ass on
Always someone's doormat
Waiting for things to change
Is it not enough that I'm giving
Loving, caring
I'm guessing not...
Whenever you go through your shit
You just bulldoze right over me
Like I caused your grief
Lord give me the strength
Lord grant me the power
Without you the most high and mighty
I would be nothing
