me and you

I wish I could tell you more
Of how I feel
But I’m scared
It’s not like you to care
Do you think for a sec
How perfect it could get
If only
We weren’t lying to ourselves?

I know I have told you
But you decided it doesn’t matter
Running away is better
At least for one of us
So we sing our songs
And pass the bread
To someone who needs it
We’re too pretty to eat anyway

It’s hard to believe
How worthless we are
To the people around us
Nobody really knows me and you
It’s easier this way
To get through

The night
Is getting colder
But you’re warmer
Than one hundred bucks
Inside
The palm of my hand

So we carry out
Our songs
And curse the bread
And say our prayers
To be gone by morning
To a better place
Than this