What’s a kiss worth these days?
Nothing—spare change and lint.
We’re throwing it away like worthless coins,
Tossing it to the poor and needy—
The needy, nameless lips in a bar,
Body language just asking for it.
What’s a kiss worth these days?
Cheap beer and cheap perfume,
Bottles that break once the night is over.
What’s my kiss worth to you?
Nothing—spare change and lint,
Just another coin you’ll be handing over;
Paying over the counter, buying drinks
Or buying kisses—
What’s the difference these days?
Spare change and lint. Your lips,
They taste of everyone else.
