Coming in Last

I-90 so backed up I'm so full of bad luck Oh my god Is it too much to make this hour not a rush? Or to ask you to part this sea of cars So I can get to where all my goddamn friends are I got lines in my vision from staring at the sun What the fuck's the hold up? And what the fuck's the rush? Will I ever get there? And how the hell did I make it this far? I never know where I'm going But I got a million miles on my car C'mon and run away with me I'm going nowhere, nowhere fast C'mon and run away with me I'm so used to coming, coming in last C'mon and run away with me I'm going nowhere, nowhere fast C'mon and run away with me I'm so used to coming, coming in last And I've got my fingers crossed And I've got my lucky charm And I'm counting exit signs like they're my lucky stars C'mon and run away with me I'm going nowhere, nowhere fast C'mon and run away with me I'm so used to coming, coming in last C'mon and run away with me I'm going nowhere, nowhere fast C'mon and run away with me I'm so used to coming, coming in last