There's money to be made
from love
Give me a rose
wine me and dine me
I will be your valentine
There's money to be made
from love
Slip me a hundred
I will be yours
skin on skin
whisper sweet nothings
in your ear
desperate for worship
There's money to be made
from the fantasy
of what you think love is
A commodity
to trade
the right price
at the right time
There's money to be made
from love
I'll take it from you
and walk away
leaving you
and the fable in your head
of what love is