Traffic

Bumper to bumper, Feels like a hundred miles to go. Running on empty and static on the radio. And my phone is dead, got nothing left but the thoughts in my head doing their best to keep me moving down this road. I've had a lot of time to think sitting here in traffic you're no good for me just another bad habit. Who knew a sea of taillights could help me realize that I've had it. Thank God for traffic. Said I would come on over and take you back and work it out. But that pileup on the shoulders got a reason for slowing me down, What am I doing? You're still a liar. Don't be stupid, playing with fire. Next exit, I'm turning around. Cause I've had a lot of time to think sitting here in traffic you're no good for me just another bad habit. Who knew a sea of taillights could help me realize that I've had it. Thank God for traffic. Holding me up, holding me up, keeping me from getting stuck. I've had a lot of time to think sitting here in traffic you're no good for me just another bad habit. Who knew a sea of taillights could help me realize... That I've had a lot of time to think sitting here in traffic you're no good for me just another bad habit who knew a sea of taillights could help me realize that I've had it. Thank God for traffic. Thank God for traffic.