Trash

Well, maybe, maybe, it's the clothes we wear
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookinessOr maybe, maybe, it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our loosenessBut we're trash, you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streetsJust trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we doOr maybe, maybe, it's the things we say
The words we've heard and the music we play
Maybe it's our cheapnessOr maybe, maybe, it's the times we've had
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads
Maybe it's our sweetnessBut we're trash, you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streetsJust trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we doWe're trash, you and me
We're the lovers on the streets
We're the litter on the breezeJust trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we doTrash, you and me
(You and me, yeah)
We're the lovers on the streets
(You and me, yeah)
We're the litter on the breezeJust trash, me and you
(You and me, yeah)
It's in everything we do
(You and me, yeah)
It's in everything we doTrash, you and me
(You and me, yeah)
We're the lovers on the streets
(You and me)
We're the litter on the breeze