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 th-e scene
Why does it always come to this
Where the z-ero meets the 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 and 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

And
~Chorus~
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 you suffer
I try to intellectualize
A formula to end your pain
It doesn't work
God knows I've tried

'Cause
~Chorus~

Sometimes my cup is, overfilled
Sometimes I'm too afraid that I, am going, to, spill

And
~Chorus~

(Speaking)