Starting Line

Trying to fit within the usual shit
But I feel like a square peg in a round hole
In a road construction site, I'm wound up way too tight
My beloved city turning on me

So what if I've fallen behind
Behind the starting line?
Because it's already over now

In my morning commute a jet roars overhead
That just took off from the runway at O'Hare
Caught in a sea of clock punchers just like me
And I'm feeling like I'm getting nowhere

So what if I've fallen behind
Behind the starting line?
It's already over now

I'm starting to feel a tight grip at the wheel
Two lanes merging, but they won't let me in
And, keeping with tradition, releasing CO2 emissions
The heavens are burning, but how else can I get by?

So what if I've fallen behind
Behind the starting line?
'Cause it's already over now

It's over now