Sex is currency
She sells cars, she sells magazines
Addictive, bittersweet, clap your hands
With the hopeless nicotinesEveryone's a lost romantic
Since our love became a kissing show
Everyone's a Casanova
Come and pass me the mistletoeEveryone's been scared to death of dying here alone
She is easier than love, is easier than life
It's easier to fake and smile and bribe
It's easier to live, it's easier to lieIt's harder to face ourselves at night
Feeling alone What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?
Where is my soul? NumbSex is industry
The CEO, of corporate policy
Skin-deep ministry
Suburban youth, hail your so-called libertyEvery advertising antic
Our banner waves with a neon glow
War and love become pedantic
We wage love with a mistletoeEveryone's been scared to death of dying here alone
She is easier than love, is easier to life
It's easier to fake and smile and bribe
It's easier leave, it's easier to lieIt's harder to face ourselves at night feeling alone
What have we done? What is the monster we've become?
Where is my soul? Numb, yeah! Numb, numb
Yeah! NumbIt's easier than love, it's easier than love
It's easier than love, it's easier than love
She is easier than love, it's easier than loveEveryone's been scared to death of
Everyone's been scared to death of
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone, aloneSex it's easier than love, it's easier than love
It's easier to fake and smile and bribe
It's easier to leave, it's easier to lieIt's harder to face ourselves at night feeling alone
What have we done? What is the monster we've become?
Where is my soul? Where is my?
Where is my soul? Numb, numb, numb