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 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 lifes become as vapid as a night out in Los Angeles

And I just want to 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
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 im right where I belong
Why am I the one always packing all 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...

Go on, go on, go on, if you were thinkin that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always packin up my stuff


Go on, go on, go on, if you were thinkin that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always packin up my stuff


For once, for once, for once, I get the feeling that im right where I belong
Why am I the one always packin up my stuff


I think I kinda like it but I might of had too much
And I'll move back down...