Lyrics: Jonathan Pasma
Music: Jonathan Pasma
You do what you do
You do what you do
No love on the radio
I turn a record on but I still feel empty
Still cold I need your arms around me
I need to hurry cause this road is never ending
And youâve got it, yeah, yeah youâve got it now
Yeah youâve got a way to always get to me yeah
Your love is killing me oh but I still want you
It hurts but youâre everything
Deep down itâs kiling me killing me, when you do what you do
It hurts but youâre everything
You do what you do
You do what you do
Woke up, in San Francisco bay
Drove all night just to miss you for another day
My heat, I know itâs living in
A suitcase making trips within the palm of your hand
And youâve got it, yeah, yeah youâve got it now
Yeah youâve got a way to always get to me yeah
Your love is killing me oh but I still want you
It hurts but youâre everything
Deep down itâs kiling me killing me, when you do what you do
It hurts but youâre everything
(ahhh, ahhh, ahhh)
Hurts but you're everything
And youâve got it, yeah, yeah youâve got it now
Yeah youâve got a way to always get to me yeah
Your love is killing me oh but I still want you
It hurts but youâre everything
Deep down itâs kiling me killing me, when you do what you do
It hurts but youâre everything
Your love is killing me oh but I still want you
It hurts but youâre everything
Deep down itâs kiling me killing me, when you do what you do
It hurts but youâre everything