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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 count on her hands
One, two, three days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've kissing my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's always never like this
I feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I 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 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 enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my 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 and visit me
We fools to think that could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking 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 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
And I'll move back down
To this western town
When they me out
no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this town
me out
no mistake about it
I'll move back (go on, go on)
If you were thinking the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were 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 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 had too much
And I'll move back down
That when she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to hold onto
She's count on her hands
One, two, three days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've kissing my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's always never like this
I feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I 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 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 enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my 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 and visit me
We fools to think that could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking 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 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
And I'll move back down
To this western town
When they me out
no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this town
me out
no mistake about it
I'll move back (go on, go on)
If you were thinking the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were 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 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 had too much
And I'll move back down
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