I've been wearing the same damn clothes
For three damn days
Lincoln, Nebraska's got me in a haze
The thing about men like you
Is you got a lot to say
But will you stay?

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

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

(Nope, that's good, 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

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

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

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

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

(Nope, that's good, okay)
(Okay)

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Writer(s): Elizabeth Grant, Jack Antonoff