Old 97's What I Wouldn't Do
You're cracking up on a radio in a tunnel below the city
And I'm losing you 'cause you move too slow
And I'm wishing you could keep up with me
I'm in love with you but I don't know why it gets so complicated
Though you have not left you have said goodbye
And I'm wishing that we could have made it
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
You're bearing it up on a thunderstorm
On a long red stretch of highway
And I'm wondering if I would be home
If it was anybody else's birthday
I'm in love with you but I kill myself trying to figure out how to do it
You're on a pedestal, I'm on the edge of a shelf
You know I'm moving ever closer to it
