Not All Who Wander Are Lost
Lana Del Rey Lyrics

I've been wearing the same damn clothes For three damn days Lincoln, Nebraska's got me in a haze
I've been stuck here for a few days and haven't had time to take care of myself or my appearance; being here is making me feel out of it and disconnected.

The thing about men like you Is you got a lot to say But will you stay?
You're the kind of person who's full of talk, but are you actually willing to stick around when things get tough?

You say you got my name on your tattoo Opening up doors, pulling out chairs, look at you You talk to God like I do I think you know the same secrets that I do I'm talking 'bout
You try to impress me by doing all these chivalrous things and telling me you have my name tattooed on you, but I see right through it; we have a lot in common, but you're still too eager to impress me.

Not all those who wander are lost Not all those who wander are lost Not all those who wander All those who wander All those who wander are lost Oh, no, no, no It's just wanderlust
Just because someone roams or travels doesn't mean they're lost; it could be that they're simply restless or have wanderlust, and that's okay.

The thing about being on the road Is there's too much time to think About seasons of old As you pour yourself a drink 'Cause every time I said no It wasn't quite what I meant If you know what I mean
When you're traveling, you have a lot of time to reflect on your past and think about what you might have done differently; sometimes when I say no to things, it's not because I actually mean it, but because I'm worried about the consequences.

You say you got my name as your tattoo Pulling out chairs, opening doors, look at you You talk to people like I do I think you know the same things that I do
Once again, you're trying to charm me with your superficial displays of chivalry and telling me that we have a lot in common, but I'm not convinced.

Look at me and look at you Look at what you made me do Look at me and look at you Bible on your tattoo Look at me and look at you Look at what you made me do Look at me and look at you
I'm comparing myself to you and feeling like you're trying to change me or put me in a box, when I'm more complicated and nuanced than that; also, the fact that you have a Bible tattooed on you seems like another attempt to impress me, but it's not working.

Not all those who wander are lost Not all those who wander are lost Not all those who wander All those who wander All those who wander are lost Oh, no, no, no It's just wanderlust
Once again, I'm affirming that just because someone travels or has wanderlust doesn't mean they're lost; it's just a part of who they are.