When you roll down your window and ask for directions
Can you count on the answers that you would receive?
If you've ever been taken by that passed along pay back
Why ask in the first place you might not believe
But I won't be confined to road maps ur let assholes decide
And I'd rather be lost than afraid to take a ride

And if it's a sin
No place on earth will I ever fit in
And I don't mind
Someday I pray I just may
As I make my way

Well, I might have been helpful or a mischievous bastard
But when I'm thinking about it, I do what I can
In the infinite halfway where everyone always meets me
And by the laws of pure error do we exchange and understand
I'm yelling as loudly as my lungs will allow
I wish I could whisper, can you hear me now?

And if it's a sin
No place on earth will I ever fit in
And I don't mind
Someday I pray I just may
As I make my way
Could be no one has the meaning of what anybody says
But so we don't feel lonely we decide that we do
Well now we might be speaking English, but what does that mean?
And can you honestly tell me, what color is blue?
Well you could try an explanation or try to wonder why
But if I'm lost in your driveway all I really can do is try

And if it's a sin
No place on earth will I ever fit in
And I don't mind
I've looked and searched her over countless times
And I'll do it again
Someday I may finally want to stay
Someday I pray I just may
As I make my way
As I make my way
As I make my way