give it back to me

Never been one to ask for much in return My rope's come to an end Never been one to take residence in your world Can I still call you friend? Anchors tied around my feet Stage lights gleam on empty reserved seats It gets lonely, always in the backseat So give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Back to me, back to me Soon as you can, but only when you have the chance It's funny how long it took to work up the nerve My hubris is a curse Clinging to empty jars, and for what? Just to blame myself when they break Hesitant to ask for help Hate to be a bother Feel I can't go any longer Oh what choice do I have? Can ya give it back to me? Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Oh, back to me Back to me Oh, back to me Give it back to me