Stand up!
I'll knock you down
Get up!
You'll hit the ground
I'm sick and tired of letting you cry
of hearing the way he hurts you and why
where you don't even hear me say
how much I care in every wat
So listen up, your gonna hear
Im tired of your fuckin tears
now your gonna hear my grief
and after this I'm gonna leave

Cuz i'm tired of being the shoulder to cry on
i'm tire dof bein the one who is there
I'm tired of having to always come over
I'm tired of always having to care
I'm tired of being your back pocket boy

So roll over now
It's over now
I'll no longer be your pawn
Very shortly I'll be gone
Ya know, I'm sick of all your whining
It's even worse looking in your eyes
Cuz it's not you that I am finding
It's that fucker who makes you cry
You led me on a ride
you turned me about
but I made up my mind
I'm not gonna shout

Cuz i'm tired of being the shoulder to cry on
i'm tire dof bein the one who is there
I'm tired of having to always come over
I'm tired of always having to care
I'm finally no longer your back pocket boy