I got laid off, it's Monday And I'm calling to tell you It don't sit with me well I feel like I failed you You say, "We got each other, And that's plenty enough..." And I know that's true But we've got one kid coming And one still in diapers It's a rainy drive home With one good wiper Leave the porchlight on, I need a beacon Just to pull me to you If I ever lost you I would be lost too Just drifting in a sea of blue You're in my skin Like a rose tattoo, Like a rose tattoo The economy's crashing And this poor boy's laughing Cause there's nothing to lose We don't live in no mansion There's no bling to put on Only WalMart fashion will do Inside the house the baby's screaming And the pasta is steaming and I look through the windows It feels like I'm dreaming You pull the door open and say "Daddy, when you comin' home?" You say, "We'll fight for the best case scenario" Then you put Van Morrison on the stereo Sure there's trouble in the boardrooms Trouble in the factories Trouble in the alley out back But we've got love in these patterns Love is what matters And baby, I've got your back I've got your back I've got your back Hey, I've got your back