I could use a little company
I'm so sick of myself
Everything has my reflection in it
Have I been here before
Cause once you are
Lost in America
No one's gonna find you
A remedy for a spiritual void
Whatever that means to you
A shangri-la for the discontent
It's either death or fame
Cause now you are
Lost in America
No one's gonna find you
It always feels so good
Just like it's supposed to
When you're lost in a dream
With nowhere you can turn to
Freedom in the ether
Devil right behind you
Serve a god no greater than self
So you can be anything you want
Bored to death because of where you were born
Now you've got the blues
Cause you are
Lost in America
No one's gonna find you
It always feels so good
Just like it's supposed to
When you're lost in a dream
With nowhere you can turn to
Freedom in the ether
Devil right behind you
Lost in America
No one's gonna find you
Lost in America
No one's gonna find you
You are lost in America
No one's gonna find you
You are lost in America
No ones gonna find you