Questions

I do not understand what I do;
for what I want to do I do not do
and what I hate I do.
I've seen beyond my headlights.
I drive through the shadows till
I'm too tired too relax my foot.
With a smile on my face, a knife in my heart
and Durin's Bane in my backseat...
I'm no wizard.
I wonder why I ever opened the door,
and why the only bridges I want burned
are fire-proof.
Two question, no passengers, and a backseat driver...