Lyrics:

In this bag of stuff I brought to you
You didnt mind sorting it through
You would never be the trouble and strife
If I made you my Swiss army wife
I could give this up, I could walk away
It doesnt fill me up, it didnt anyway

I wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you

I dont mind when the boys look at you
If I was them Id be doin it too
I mean more to you than handbags and shoes
Im so sorry theres been a few
I dont trust too much, I dont love enough
But Im giving up, all this giving up

I wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you

Suddenly Im not the jealous guy
Another sign that were doing it right
I could give this up, I could walk away
Cause you fill me up, each and every day

I promise that I wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you
Wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you
I wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you
Wont do that to you, wont do that to you,
Do that to you, wont do that to you