Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear, 也许，也许这是我们穿的衣服，

The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, 无味的手镯和在我们的头发染料，

Maybe it's our kookiness, 也许这是我们的kookiness ，

Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns, 或者，也许，也许这是我们无处城镇，

Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds, 我们没有什么地方，我们的玻璃纸的声音，

Maybe it's our looseness, 也许这是我们的松动，

   

But we're trash, you and me, 但我们的垃圾，你和我，

We're the litter on the breeze, 我们在微风的垃圾，

We're the lovers on the streets, 我们在街上的情侣，

Just trash, me and you, 只是垃圾，我和你，

It's in everything we do, 这是我们所做的一切，

It's in everything we do... 这是我们所做的一切......

   

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, 也许，也许这是我们说的事情，

The words we've heard and the music we play, 我们听到的话和我们玩音乐，

Maybe it's our cheapness, 也许这是我们的便宜，

Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had, 或者，也许，也许这是我们共度的时光，

The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, 懒洋洋的日子和银纹和潮流，

Maybe it's our sweetness, 也许这是我们的甜头，

   

But we're trash, you and me, 但我们的垃圾，你和我，

We're the litter on the breeze, 我们在微风的垃圾，

We're the lovers on the street, 我们是恋人在大街上，

Just trash, me and you, 只是垃圾，我和你，

It's in everything we do, 这是我们所做的一切，

It's in everything we do... 这是我们所做的一切......