Easier Than Love

Easier Than Love
Ah La La La La La La,
Ah La La La La La La
Sex is currency
She sells cars,
She sells magazines
Addictive bittersweet, crack your hands,
with the hopeless nicotines

Everyone's a lost romantic,
Since our love became a kissing show
Everyone's a cassanova,
Come and pass me the mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone
She, is easier to love
It's easier to lie
It's easier to fake and smile and brag
It's easier leave
It's easier to lie
It's harder to face ourselves at night
Feeling alone,
What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?
Were is my soul?
Ah, la, la, la, la,
La la la la la la la
Sex is industry,
The CEO, of corporate policy
Skin-deep ministry,
Suburban youth, hailing so-called liberty
Every advertising antic,
I've been a ways with a neon glow
War and love become pedantic,
We wage love with a mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone

She, is easier to love
It's easier to lie
It's easier to fake and smile and brag
It's easier leave
It's easier to lie
It's harder to face ourselves at night
Feeling alone,
What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?
Were is my soul?
Ah, la, la, la, la,
(Yeah!)
La la la la la la la,
La, la, la, la, oh,
(Yeah!)
La, la, la, la, no!
It's easier to love,
It's easier to love
It's easier to love,
It's easier to love
She, is easier to love,
It's easier to, love
Everyone's been scared to death of,
Everyone's been scared to death of,
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone,
alone
(Sing)
It's easier to love,
It's easier to love,
It's easier to fake and smile and brag

It's easier to leave,
It's easier to lie,
It'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?
Ah, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la, la, no!
La, la, la, la, oh,
En 'Easier Than Love' de Switchfoot, la letra reflexiona sobre cómo la sociedad moderna ha vinculado el amor con la facilidad de las cosas, lo superficial y lo material...