Trash

Well, maybe, maybe, it's the clothes we wear The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair Maybe it's our kookiness Or maybe, maybe, it's our nowhere towns Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds Maybe it's our looseness But we're trash, you and me We're the litter on the breeze We're the lovers on the streets Just trash, me and you It's in everything we do It's in everything we do Or maybe, maybe, it's the things we say The words we've heard and the music we play Maybe it's our cheapness Or maybe, maybe, it's the times we've had The lazy days and the crazes and the fads Maybe it's our sweetness But we're trash, you and me We're the litter on the breeze We're the lovers on the streets Just trash, me and you It's in everything we do It's in everything we do We're trash, you and me We're the lovers on the streets We're the litter on the breeze Just trash, me and you It's in everything we do It's in everything we do Trash, you and me (You and me, yeah) We're the lovers on the streets (You and me, yeah) We're the litter on the breeze Just trash, me and you (You and me, yeah) It's in everything we do (You and me, yeah) It's in everything we do Trash, you and me (You and me, yeah) We're the lovers on the streets (You and me) We're the litter on the breeze Yrash, me and you It's in everything we do It's in everything we do You and me, yeah...