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