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, hmn

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