I Wouldn't Do That to You Songtext
von Mishka Shubaly

Your mother′s house is like a tomb,
With funeral wreaths in every room,
But I've got nothing left to greave.
I hate it here I want to leave.
I miss my mom, and I hate your friends,
And the Christmas party never ends,
Until we hear the family sing:
"God is love,
Love is all around,
In the dirt and in the bodies underground.
Love will pick you up and drag you down."
But I wouldn′t do that to you,
No I wouldn't do that to you.
Your boyfriends got a lot of nerve


To get the girl that I deserve.
He doesn't know your charms at all,
I tried to reach you,
I tried to call.
He puts you down and treats you mean,
He calls you dirty and unclean,
And I can hear his virgin scream:
"God is love,
Love is all around,
In the dirt and in the bodies underground.
Love leaves you dirty
And whispers love can make you pure."
But I wouldn′t do that to you,
No I wouldn′t do that to you.