Stuck in the middle of nowhere

Pretty sure nothing’s changed in a hundred years 
We’ve got Jesus headlining every week and no one cares
I light a fag, bring my cans out of my car 
There’s gotta be smoke when I make art 
When I leave it says «Racing» and «No Fear»

I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere
Stuck in the middle of nowhere

You said that I was tougher than the boys 
That’s why I keep on driving 
All night I’m racing in the streets 
I get through the silence making noise  
That’s why I keep on fighting 
Waiting for someone to punch me out 
Stuck in the middle of nowhere 

I leave the car running outside our house 
Its one of those things you’d hate if you’d stuck around 
You left me all your Springsteen records and a gun 
I drive a 240 and race for fun
I dream of days of thunder all night long 

Stuck in the middle of nowhere
I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere

You only taught me how to be hardcore 
That’s why I ride the lightning
All night I’m racing in the streets
My mind’s set on gasoline and chrome  
That’s how I keep on going
Waiting for you to come back home 

Stuck in the middle of nowhere
I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere
Stuck in the middle of nowhere