Oh maybe maybe it`s the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it`s our kookiness,
Oh maybe maybe it`s our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it`s our cheapness,
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 said,
The words we heard and the music we play,
Maybe it`s our sweetness,
Oh maybe maybe it`s the times we`ve had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it`s our cheapness,
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