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