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Why Am I the One Lyrics
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?
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 mighta 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 were thinkin' that the worst is yet to come)
To this western town
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 mighta had too much
I'll move back down
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
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
You know that I am home
So darling if you love me
Would you let me know?
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always packing up my stuff?
I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one always packing all my stuff?
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
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always packing up my stuff?
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 mighta had too much
To this western town
When they find me out, make no mistake about it
To this western town
When they find me out, make no mistake about it
To this western town
Why am I the one always packin' up my stuff
Why am I the one always packin' up my stuff?
Why am I the one always packin' up my stuff?
I'll move back down
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i find it funny that "I Wanna Be The One" is on their first album and "Why Am I The One" is on their second.
They make enough references to their own songs (and Format songs) that I think they had to have done that on purpose.
They make enough references to their own songs (and Format songs) that I think they had to have done that on purpose.
i never knew that... thats hilarious 8D
i never knew that... thats hilarious 8D
Also, "it's always never like this" should be "the sun was never like this". It's probably a reference to a song by The Format, where Nate refers to California as "the sun". He's comparing his life now to his life when he lived there.
This song is beautiful. I love it when the strings come in - pure genius.
He didn't live in California, he lived in Arizona. That's what "the sun" reference is. "Valley of the Sun"!
He didn't live in California, he lived in Arizona. That's what "the sun" reference is. "Valley of the Sun"!
he refers to California as "the sun" and Arizona as "the desert." he grew up in AZ but did live in california while recording both format albums.
he refers to California as "the sun" and Arizona as "the desert." he grew up in AZ but did live in california while recording both format albums.
I believe it is I let my faith fill the air.
Story of my life.
she used to come and visit me should be she used to come and visit MAN.
Thanks to some past relationships, I can relate to this one somewhat. I've 'packed up' from several failed relationships. You move on, but being able to completely put yourself out there to another person becomes a leap of faith in a way. Finding the balance between making a real connection with someone and self-preservation is an art form. You start to feel like you're 'right where you belong', but you're still afraid of getting hurt at the same time.
this thing reminds me of when im still in grade 3 i often pack thing up in one VERY HEAVY BAG and then come out useless
i finished kissing my death so now i head back up the stairs
i love that part its hilarious
I really relate to this song. Always being the person who fell in love the hardest so when it doesn't work you feel the most pain. Or you are always the one who gets dumped not the other way round.
Nate is a helpless romantic and I feel like this song is him getting kinda pissed off about how he is always the one getting dumped.
Anywho, I found the line 'Let my faith fill the air, so she's rolling down the window' really funny because it sounds like he's talking about a fart. lol. Metaphorical fart.