It worked much better in a fantasy, imagination's one thing that comes easy
to me
'Cause this is nothing else if not unreal, when I pretend to touch you, you
pretend to feel
Passion is no ordinary word
Ain't manufactured or just another sound that you hear at night
We got new idols for the screen today, although they make a lot of noises
they got nothing to say
I try to look amazed, but it's an act, the movie might be new but it's the
same soundtrack
Passion is no ordinary word
Say how it feels, real useless ain't it
Wait until it bites right down inside you
The world is easy when you're just playing around
Everything's a thrill, every girl's a kill
And then it gets unreal
And then you don't feel anything
You don't feel anything
An object of desire you don't desire to be, I bet the shop window dummies
give in just as easily
I try to top but have to make you drop down to the floor
Moaning in the darkness as we fake some more
Passion is no ordinary word
Not just another sound that you hear at night
