we don't have money 
so we can't lose it 
but you touching me like piano keys 
you can't buy that movement 

what do we get from 
this soft transaction 
we know the money lies 
and you can't put a price on this brand of action 

we're all just selling time 
you got a lot to lose 
the paper's a ticking clock 
you got a lot to lose 

what does it cost for 
this life of excess 
would you ever miss your desk's caress 

there is no mouth to 
trace it's shape on you 
you seem to let it [bad word] you anyway 

we're all just selling time 
you got a lot to lose 
the paper's a ticking clock 
you got a lot to lose 

What you got to lose?