"I got enough on my mind That when she pulls me by the hair She hasn't much to hold onto She keeping count on her hand One, two, three days that I've been sleeping on my side I finished kissing my death So now I head back up the steps Thinking about where I've been I mean the sun was never like this So I want to 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 just want to stay in bed I hold you like I used to You know that I'm 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 up 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 up my stuff? She got enough on her mind That she feel no sorrow I let my fate fill the air So now she rolling down the window Never been 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 nothing 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 always packing up 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 up my stuff? I think I kind of like it but I might have had too much 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 move back down (Go on, go on, go on, if you were thinking that the worst is yet to come) To this western town Why am I the one always packing up 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 up 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 up my stuff? I think I kind of like it but I might have had too much I'll move back down"
"I got enough on my mind
That when she pulls me by the hair
She hasn't much to hold onto
She keeping count on her hand
One, two, three days that I've been sleeping on my side
I finished kissing my death
So now I head back up the steps
Thinking about where I've been
I mean the sun was never like this
So I want to 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 just want to stay in bed
I hold you like I used to
You know that I'm 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 up 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 up my stuff?
She got enough on her mind
That she feel no sorrow
I let my fate fill the air
So now she rolling down the window
Never been 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 nothing 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 always packing up 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 up my stuff?
I think I kind of like it but I might have had too much
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 move back down (Go on, go on, go on, if you were thinking that the worst is yet to come)
To this western town
Why am I the one always packing up 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 up 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 up my stuff?
I think I kind of like it but I might have had too much
I'll move back down"
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