The Wanderer Songtext / Lyric

First in line to cash in on what I created

Last in line to beat the dead horse

I try and try but who cares at the end of the day

I figure that you only wanted to make me feel this way

So that you can feel better about yourself

I will dance across the floor

I'm pointing fingers

And laughing

Because you can't

Destroy me

Second best

I had nothing more to give

Is it safe to say that none of this mattered anyway

Now I've become the wanderer

Forced to become a man who is

Searching for something real to feel

Now I've become the wanderer