There was a light at the end of a tunnel
It wasn't me
Maybe it's you
The storyteller wasn't sure
And didn't want to bother
So now I'm sober and it doesn't matter
There is more to say than you can handle
Where are you now?
I will place myself on standby
There is more to say, and more to set on fire
So where are you now, so I can come find you
Last night we were mixing rum and having fun
Taking shots on a plane, and I blacked out
So what should I do, should I call you?
There is more to say than you can handle
Where are you now?
I will place myself on standby
There is more to say than you can handle
Where are you now?
I will place myself on standby
There is more to say, and more to set on fire
So where are you now, so I can come find you
