Being born is a curse, dying young's worse
Finding love is the meaning of life
In the land of freedom, in invisible chains
You get when you pay for, sometimes you pay twice
And you go through the motions, confused and alone
And wonder why truth ain't easy to see
And they put you through school and tell you your grown
Then put you to work to buy shit you don't need
What's the matter with being a loner
Even a nobody's somebody too
Even the bums on the street are just dreamers
A face in the crowd no different than you
If you don't fit the mold, they call you a failure
Travel too much and they'll say that you're lost
You can take your pick, you either came from an ape
Or the dad of a magic man up on a cross
And loneliness follows it's always there with you
Through marriages, mortgages, sickness and health
You fight your whole life to be who you are and
Decide that you'd rather be somebody else
What's the matter with being a loner
Even a nobody's somebody too
Even the bums on the street are just dreamers
A face in the crowd no different than you