The I.L.Y.’s
The Treatment
[Verse 1]
You wouldn't want to over-live
Like a god who's sworn to over-give
My friend swears I have changed
Now that everyone has the same last name

[Chorus]
But no, force it on me in the front row
Push it on me slowly

[Verse 2]
Paper fools say yes, so true
Who knows what that actually means to you?
That dream ain't stop to diss
I'd love to live in a house like this

[Chorus]
But no, force it on me in the front row
Pull it from the pile like a bow
Stain that glass window

[Post-Chorus]
This is a Christian song
When the light's not on
Before the hippies have a treatment
You know that's deeper than the statement
I can't whistle with my tongue
I get satisfaction
I have the future wife gene
You know that people do things
[Verse 3]
Back to back, we're so relaxed
It's all shellacked, it's smiling stacks
In the shadow of a shine so small
This love appeared to get so tall

[Chorus]
But no, force it on me in the front row
Push it on me slowly

[Verse 4]
Half mental, got the same initials
We can kill, go out in a miracle rental
No biggie, it's just Tent City
Big dogs, big cats, big killers, big traps

[Chorus]
But no, force it on me in the front row
Pull it from the pile like a bow
Stain that glass window

[Post-Chorus]
This is a Christian song
When the light's not on
Before the hippies have a treatment
You know that's deeper than the statement
I can't whistle with my tongue
I get satisfaction
I have the future wife gene
You know that people do things
[Verse 5]
You wouldn't want to over-live
Like a god who's sworn to over-give
You wouldn't want to over-live
Like a god who's sworn to over-give

[Chorus]
But no, force it on me in the front row
Pull it from the pile like a bow
Stain that glass window