Quarrel

He who asks for much

Has much to give

I don't ask for much

Just enough to live

But in the light

Morning will reveal the spoils of night

Through the walls of Jericho

Lies a heart of stone

With you, half the battle

Is proving that we're at war

I would give my life just for the privilege to ignore

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

To whom much is given

Much is required

Luxurious liver

You never inquire

It ain't right, you see

Who is your family?

If I don't have tools to fight

Calling this a quarrel isn't right

Quoting this a quarrel

So immorally implies

We're equal opponents

And we both antagonize

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

Don't call it a Lovers' Quarrel

We cannot be lovers

'Cause I am the other

We cannot be lovers

Long as I'm the other