I've got a car that barely starts,
runs its best when it's parked,
looks its best in the dark,
but it always gets me to where I need to be.

And the cars to my left keep passing me by.
It seems that everybody's in some kind of a goddamn hurry to get to where they need to go, but not to where they want to be.
So I just let 'em pass, 'cause the faster you go, the less that you see.

I picture you in the passengers seat,
I remind myself you're just a memory.
It's been a year since you talked to me.
But I don't mind.

This is life. And it stays this way 'til the day you die.
And I don't mind.

Now it's getting late, and I'm still awake,
and I wanna sleep. I wanna be alone, but I know that I could use the company.
'Cause I don't wanna think about the bills that I have to pay.
My money's always spent before it's made.
It's hard to find a use for tomorrow today,
but I don't mind.

This is life. And it stays this way until the day you die.
But I don't mind.
No, I don't mind.