beck.

Yeah, I know that I'm broke
You knew my dreams weren't big enough, oh
I thought I'd make a good living on my own, oh-no
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, yeah-yeah
So pray for me, my dear, for my way home
But 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 laugh it off, mm

Play with the kids on the way home
'Cause I'm still so ashamed on my way back, yeah-yeah
So pray for me, my dear, for my way home
But I don't wanna go back, on my way home

Memories of my failures pass me by
Oh, I can barely remember the way back, it's out of sight
I can't recall where we've begun 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, mm