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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 I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished kissing my death
So now I head up the steps
Thinking about where I've been
I mean it's always never this
So I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I wanna stay in bed
I hold you 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 I'm 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 the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never been one to hold on
But I need a breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think that 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 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 I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
no about it
I'll back down
To western town
When they me out
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
Why am I the one
Always 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 that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move 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 I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished kissing my death
So now I head up the steps
Thinking about where I've been
I mean it's always never this
So I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I wanna stay in bed
I hold you 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 I'm 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 the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never been one to hold on
But I need a breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think that 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 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 I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
no about it
I'll back down
To western town
When they me out
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
Why am I the one
Always 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 that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
I I kinda like it but
I might have had too much
I'll move down
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