Why Am I The One Lyrics - Some Nights - Fun.

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 

So 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? 

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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? 

She got enough on her mind that she feel no sorrow 

I let my fate fill the air, so now she rollin' 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 

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 all my stuff? 

I think I kinda like it, but I might of had too much 

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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) 

To this western town (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 I'm 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 

I'll move back down