In this bag of stuff I brought to you You didn't 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 doesn't fill me up It didn't anyway CHORUS: I won't do that to you Won't do that to you Do that to you, won't, I wouldn't do that to you I don't mind when the boys look at you If I was them, I'd be doing it too I mean more to you than handbags and shoes I'm so sorry, there's been a few I don't trust too much I don't love enough But I'm giving up All this giving up I won't do that to you Won't do that to you Do that to you, won't, I wouldn't do that to you Suddenly I'm not a jealous guy Another sign that we're doing it right I could give this up I could walk away 'Cause you fill me up Each and everyday I promise that I won't do that to you, won't do that to you Do that to you, won't, I couldn't do that to you.