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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, three 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 I've been
I mean it's always never this
So I wanna 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 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 the 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 the air
So now she's the window
Never one to hold on
But I a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We fools to think that nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you 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 I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move down
To town
they find me out
Make no about it
I'll back down
To this western town
When they me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move down (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
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 I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I had too much
I'll move back 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, three 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 I've been
I mean it's always never this
So I wanna 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 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 the 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 the air
So now she's the window
Never one to hold on
But I a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We fools to think that nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you 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 I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move down
To town
they find me out
Make no about it
I'll back down
To this western town
When they me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move down (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
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 I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I had too much
I'll move back down
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