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 finish 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 seasons
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
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 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's got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my faith fill the air
Now she's 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 that nothing could go wrong
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?
I think I kind of like it
But I might have had too much
BRIDGE
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
Why am I the one
Always packing up my stuff?
If you've been 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