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I've got enough on my mind
That when she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to hold onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished kissing my death
So now I head back up the steps
Thinking about where I've been
I mean it's always never this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I wanna in bed
I hold you like I used to
You know that I am home
So darling, if you love me
Would you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my faith the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never one to hold on
But I need a breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think that nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake it
I'll move down
To this western town
When they me out
Make no about it
I'll move down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
I think I kinda it but
I might had too much
And I'll move down
That when she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to hold onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished kissing my death
So now I head back up the steps
Thinking about where I've been
I mean it's always never this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I wanna in bed
I hold you like I used to
You know that I am home
So darling, if you love me
Would you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my faith the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never one to hold on
But I need a breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think that nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake it
I'll move down
To this western town
When they me out
Make no about it
I'll move down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
I think I kinda it but
I might had too much
And I'll move down
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