Constantly digging out our wallets
To hand a worthless piece of paper to someone
For something we don’t need.
Constantly giving ourselves to people
Playing a game
We would never play
If only we knew.
Cradle to the grave we go
Moving always fast or slow
Then fucking things up somewhere along the way.
Forming alliances with fools
Which one lies and which one drools?
Hard to tell when you aren’t really paying attention.
Cries left unheard in the dark
Then pretending we’re in a park
Yet nobody defines the truth in black and white.
Then someone says they are staying
The bill comes they say “I’ll be paying”
You sit and hope that really is the truth.