When I was out in san marcos, a year ago today
They probably would have put me in a home
But I threw all my belongings into a garbage bag
And out into the worldness I did roam
My hopes lay shattered like a mirror on the floor
I see myself and I look really... Scattered

But I live my broken dreams
The wildest summer that I ever knew
I had a flat tire down memory lane
But I came back after five months and a half

And now I'm just trying to explain
And now I'm here, and here I stand
With a sweet angel holding my hand
I live my broken dreams