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