WHY AM I THE ONE

I've got enough on my mind that when she pulls me by the hair she hasn't much to hold onto She's keeping count on her hand one, two, three days that I've been sleeping on my side I've 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 want to feel with the seasons I guess it makes sense because my lives 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 are 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'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 man we were fools to think that nothing could go wrong go on, go on, go on If you are 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 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 are thinking (to this western town) that the worst is yet to come Why am I the one always packing up my stuff? go on, go on, go on If you are 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 have had too much I'll move back down