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