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

I wanna feel

with the season

I guess it makes sense

'cause my life's become

as vapid as a night out

in Los Angeles and I just

wanna stay in bed

And 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 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 rollin'down

her window

I've 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 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 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 kinda like it but

I might of 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

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 kinda like it but

I might of had too much

I'll move back down