Trash

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...

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 we1ve 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

But 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...