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.