My car broke down in Arizona
Have to ride the bus again
At ten-o-clock on Tuesday night
With thirteen cents and a broken pen
I put my backpack on the bench
Tell two people I don't smoke
See the cop across the street
He thinks that I am selling dope
I could have walked another block
To get away from the scene
Why does it always come to this
Where zero meets fifteen?

And so I gave my thirteen cents
To the man who peed his pants
He passes out and falls on me
I watch my change fall from his hand
I see the lady next to me
Holds her baby black blue
The junkie gutter-punks keeps asking
Where I got my new tattoo
What does it matter anyway
Thirteen cents or all I own?
How can I ever save the world
On cup-o-soup and student loans?
I want to try and save the world
But it never goes that way
God I don't know what to do
Down at Colfax and Broadway

Now the man with no shoes on
Says I don't know how to play
He says I fumble all the time
He thinks that I am John Elway
I put my face down in my hands
Water wells inside my eyes
What do I have to give them?
Does it matter if I try?
I can't stand to see yousuffer
I try to intellectualize
A formula to end you pain
It doesn't work
God knows I've tried
Sometimes my cup is overfilled
Sometimes I'm too afraid that I'm going to spill