It took a photograph of her and me to get her home to her city
Driving through the darkness, her lover passed out in the back
And as she drove through the country town without a thought of slowing down
I really hope she forced that television smile for me
A necklace and a set of keys from a whirlwind tour of Sydney
And as the blood falls out my knees I remember why I hate to sleep

Dreaming of car doors slamming, waking up to him on a single bed..

And when I said "us," I meant "them,"
And when I said "them," I meant "you,"
And when I said "you," I meant "nothing,"
And when I said "me," I meant "anyone,"
And when I said "Sam," I meant "Tom,"
And when I said "Tom," I meant "her,"
And when I said "us," I meant "them."

And the community meant more to me than all the times that I'd believed that we were one against a common enemy
She looked at me and said, "Darling you make me so fucking scared,"
And I upped and left and she was standing there on the same goddamn single bed

I get up, I got to work, then I come back again
I spend my money on a place that lets me live closer to my job
So all this chest beating and fist pumping really means a whole fucking lot

This is all we have