Why Do the Men Stray?

Why do the men stray? Why do the women pray? Why do the men fight? Why do the women sympathize? Whoa, it was easier before I loved Before this heart was turned to stone Before this blood was stirred and blood was spilled No one was ever meant to be alone Why do the birds sing? What do they call that thing? Why do the bombs boom? We're running out of living room? Our needs getting needier and needier More lies are told until they're truth Until the messages are massacred Old men get all their killing done with youth Why do the men stray? Why do the women pray? Why do the men fight? Why do the women sympathize? All these wooden houses Light themselves on fire in turn Oh, but someday there will be nothing left to burn Oh, someday there will be nothing left to burn Whoa, whoa Someday, someday, someday, someday