( Georgesco D'Anjou )

You can pray, 'til your hair turns gray

Nothing's gonna change the way it's off to now

Never believing, always deceiving

No one trusts anyone, anyhow

So I'll pack my bags girl

Leave for the road on my own

Pack up my bags girl

Nothing's ever gonna feel like home

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Caught red handed, my tears flow

So much money, so many unhappy

It's shameful to hate what you've grown up to love

Never giving, they're always receiving

And baby, I got to run

So I'll pack my bags girl

Leave for the road on my own

Pack up my bags girl

Nothing's ever gonna feel like home

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go

Caught red handed, my tears flow