God’s got an answer in that jukebox
I pick the wrong song every time
I know my song is in that jukebox
And I’ve been suckered for the last time

How could I be so silly
How could I be faithlessly yours

God hid an answer in her body
I’ve been in the wrong room for so long
I found no question in her body
I’m in the room where I belong

How could I be so silly
How could I be faithlessly yours

Now that the evidence is in
Now that the evidence is in

God placed an ad in her paper
A cryptic clue without a crossword
How could I have known she worked that paper
The sweetest sound the world has heard

How could I be so silly
How could I be faithlessly yours