God only knows what you do with yourself
You sleep all the day and you're wasting away
You steal all your moves and you drink the last drop
My love shot right through you
It's a low, low, low, low happening*4
And every night at the beat of the drum
You'd kill to be right, but I know you're wrong
And you pour from the soul
My love shot right through you
It's a low, low, low, low happening*4
And every night at the beat of the drum
But you pour from the soul
My love shot right through you
It's a low, low, low, low happening*4