Pay Each Other Back - Trust Fund

Your mum gave you some money for the rent

I’m not saying it’s a bad thing

I know with parents it’s always different

And it’s always a weird thing

But I wouldn’t want to keep it from you

Either way you know I want to

Talk it out or text about it

Choose to act, or choose to defer

I know which one I’d prefer

We’re not ready to learn

Next to the school is the prison

Next to the prison was your house

The school field where we took your kitten

The vets where she was put down

You and me grew up the same

Our parents gave us both free reign

To fail whichever way we wanted

That was such a dumb thing to do

No weight of expectation crushing me or you

I hear lost decibels returning

I hear lost decibels returning

And in the final count

We always thought we’d balance out

Now one of us is always sad

The other always feels alright

But not alright enough to make the sad one feel okay

We are sick and tired of taking turns

With nothing left to say

We are waiting for the day

We’ll pay each other back

Not after death

But just before that