`` just think about it again , grey , honey . a voice cried out from another tent . the cigarette had been rolled by hand . but the insistent buzzing ding of the open car door pulls me to it . theres really not much structure to this song , is there ? many horns came crying out as we crossed the traffic to come to a stop . she gazed back at him , the look in her eyes saying she was willing . how do i know it 's going to be worth it ? '' 