You tagged along and I'm wondering why
But I'll never know so I get high
Cuz it seems I'm always
Tasked to try to find the light
And admittedly there's days
I just don't care to try
But don't mind
Cuz I'm fine
Trust in time it'll all make sense
At least that's what I'm hanging on these days
Honey I've got a lot of dents
I hope you don't mind your cars that way
A week burns out and turns to flame
But it's been eight straight that I'm in a haze
Cuz it seems I always
Have an answer all the time
But eventually
I'll get it right and find a line
But that's mine
So ease your mind
Trust in time it'll all make sense
At least that's what I'm hanging on these days
Honey I've got a lot of dents
I hope you don't mind your cars that way