Trash

Well here i am
Walking down the street again
Like the scene of a movie
Just me and the garbage cans
Clicking my shoes on the ground
Like an aristocrat
And the power of conviction
Yeah, i always fall for that
And i know why i say goodbye
It’s always true; brown not blue
I got no car, got no cash
How could it last?
Cheer up moon
The stars will keep you compny
I’m allright now
I just let it get a piece of me
All gives a damn
Well i probably say «i don’t» it’s true
If the truth were to be known now
I guess i’d probably say «i do»
I know why i always do
I always fall for «i love you»
It’s the crack of the whip;
The sting of the lash
The absence of «there»
Comes on in a flash
It’s all make make believe
It’s all smoke and ash
It’s all they believe
It’s not made to last
It’s trash
Well here i am