Woah, waitnI know I'm in bad shapenSuck me on the fast lanenI've been in warnnLies, liesnLooking through your glass eyesnI could be your fine winenI could be yoursnBe anything you wantnIf you're sure that's what you wantnnOh, we're getting lownWe're getting lower to reach for the skynWoah, we're getting lownWe're getting low for this, low for thisn'Cause low is where the feeling hitsnnWhoa, nonI won't be your shore boatnI won't hold my ownnI'm so easily swayed n(I know you know it)nnHold me,nWreck away the bad seednTold you that I don't bleednTold you a lienWe're everything we wantnAre you sure that's what you want?nnOh, we're getting lownWe're getting lower to reach for the skynNo, we're getting lownWe're getting low for this, low for thisn'Cause low is where the feeling hitsnnOh, we're getting lownWe're getting lower to reach for the skynNo, we're getting lownWe're getting low...