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