Why You Gotta Do It

Money doesn't make you happy
It can't save you from your mental health
You really gotta wanna catch that stuff out early
You gotta face up to it for yourself
I learnt that money doesn't solve your problems
But a little bit of cash might help
I know that you were gonna shake that lousy feeling
Running from your problems to your parents' house

Please tell me why do you do it, honey?
Why you gotta do it?
I know that it breaks your heart

Money doesn't make you handsome
But it sure can get your way
You know I wrote myself a brand new mantra
Forget 'bout the money, love is all you need
Oh, yeah, now, money doesn't make you happy
You gotta work it out for yourself
I know you're gonna shake that lousy feeling
You really gotta wanna work it out

Please tell me why do you do it, honey?
Why you gotta do it?
I know that it breaks your heart
Wish you'd quit always acting like you're doomed right from the start
'Cause nobody was doomed right from the start

Why do you do it, honey?
Why you gotta do it?
I know that it breaks your heart
Why do you do it, honey?
Why you gotta do it?
I know that it breaks your heart, your heart
Wish you'd quit always acting like you're doomed right from the start
'Cause nobody was doomed right from the start



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Deacon, Tomas Greenhalf, Michael Monogan, William John Healey, Christopher James Barker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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