Rushed for nothing, keys in hand this coffee's building up the man
Traffic signals burst for seconds, eyes that make up time not spent
Driving stop to go, thinking which way to go
Slowly push that down I'll meet you there, at the workday
Eighty percent, sometimes callous, but mostly working for the best
All your friends say that you're so lucky, making dollars over cents
Take a ten and think of nothing
Scrolling through the fragments on your phone
Jokes and smiles from the words you're hearing
Pouring out of the people that you know
All we wanted was to waste some time
Went too far now you're out of line
Leave me out of it