I tried to be nice
And say I was sorry.
But now you go along
And say I'm wrong.

So what am I to do?

I've done everything for you.
Never left you hanging,
Or unknowing,
Or unsure.

So what am I to do?

Am I just to be disposed of
When I become useless?
Or traded in for a newer model
Like your Toyota?

What are you going to do?

If you decide to go
Don't expect me to follow
Like a lost puppy.
Trust me, I won't.

What are you going to do?

I'm stronger than you expect me to be.
I may look weak
But baby
I have the heart of a warrior.

So what are you going to do?
And what am I to do?