Lyrics:

Well was it always so slow
I'm not sure where that timing goes

So now you know
All my ways
What else can these poor lips say?

But oh
[?]
Well I know something's
Between you and I

Well I always wondered instead
If life wouldn't be better
Here
At the foot of your bed

I whimpered well
You know I'm not much more than a shell
So much, baby
Has already been said

Well you can find me
Living off the land
Oh here
At the foot of your bed