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I've got enough on my mind
That she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to onto
She's count on her hands
One, two, three days I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've kissing my death
So now I head up the steps
Thinking where I've been
I mean it's never like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just wanna stay in bed
I 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 packing all my stuff
She got on her mind
That 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 fools to that nothing go wrong
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 might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll back 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 that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always 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 it but
I might have had too much
And I'll down
That she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to onto
She's count on her hands
One, two, three days I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've kissing my death
So now I head up the steps
Thinking where I've been
I mean it's never like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just wanna stay in bed
I 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 packing all my stuff
She got on her mind
That 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 fools to that nothing go wrong
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 might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll back 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 that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always 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 it but
I might have had too much
And I'll down
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