Yeah I know that I'm broke
And you my dreams weren't big enough
Oh,
I
thought I'd make it good living on my own
Oh,
but the reality is always a mess
Play with the kids on the way home
Cause I'm still so ashamed on my way back
So pray for me my dear,
for my way home
I don't wanna go back,
on my way home Hey,
Beck,
do you think I'm a joke?
I know that I'm broke
So I'll just let it all rip too
Mmm,
yeah
Play with the kids on the way home
Cause I'm still so ashamed on my way back
So pray for me my dear on my way home
But I don't wanna go back
On my way home
Memories of my failures pass me by
I can barely remember the way back,
it's out of sight
I can't recall where we began to meet
Do you even exist?
Or am I losing your memories?
Well anyway,
I just wanna say thank you
Just the thought of not being alone gets me through