You make sex seem so depressing
You make it seem so empty and cheap
It loses all the magic and meaning
When you don't love the one with whom you sleep
Where is all the mystery and romance
Where's the thrill of that first night
I feel a sense of numbed apathy
Reusable sex fails to excite
There's such a loss of satisfaction
Such a need for something more
Why be a slave to pointless pleasure
Reusable sex is such a bore
Sex was supposed to be an intimate moment
Connecting you with your true love's soul
It's ruined when you sleep with just anyone
You lose a piece of yourself they forever stole
Reusable sex is such a distortion
Distortion meaning it wrecks your peace
Peace meaning fulfilling perfection
Perfection is a love that will never cease
