I've never wanted to get punched in the face more
Than these last couple weeks on your front porch
By your front door, on your door step
Are you home now, I'm your doormat
I've never wanted to get punched in the face less
Than when you come home to me in a black dress
Who is that from, who were you with
Where are you now, I'm your doormat
Won't you please come home and walk all over me
I love the heat of your body when you're holdin me
I bet he likes it too, I bet you like him more
But when you come home, is he at your door
Is he at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why the f*ck am I at your door
I've never wanted to get punched in the face
As much as I do right now today
I always do the things I'm worried that I might do
Yeah I love you, but I don't like you
Won't you please come home and walk all over me
I love the heat of your body when you're holdin me
I bet he likes it too, I bet you like him more
But when you come home, is he at your door
Is he at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why the f*ck am I at your door
Won't you please come home and walk all over me
I love the heat of your body when you're holdin me
I bet he likes it too, I bet you like him more
But when you come home, is he at your door
Is he at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why the f*ck am I at your door
Is he at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why'm I at your door
Why the f*ck am I at your door