So many miles behind
Still I drive with the pedal down
I was off the map hours back
It's beneath the seat. I think
It's with two pennies and a match
And something else. I can't remember
But in the time that it would take to fish it out
I'll be another mile gone
And I feel so wrong
Trying to feel right
In light of all the things I've passed
You'd think that I'd have learned