Yeah, I know that I'm brokeYou knew my dreams weren't big enough, ohI thought I'd make a good living on my own, oh-noBut the reality is always a mess
Play with the kids on the way home'Cause I'm still so ashamed on my way back, yeah-yeahSo pray for me, my dear, for my way homeBut I don't wanna go back, on my way home
Hey Beck, do you think I'm a joke?I know that I'm brokeSo I'll just laugh it off, hmn
Play with the kids on the way home'Cause I'm still so ashamed on my way back, yeah-yeahSo pray for me, my dear, for my way homeBut I don't wanna go back, on my way home
Memories of my failures pass me byOh, I can barely remember the way back, it's out of sightI can't recall where we've begun to meetDo you even exist?Or am I losing your memories?
Well anyway, I just wanna say thank youJust the thought of not being alone gets me through, hmn