I pack my bags with no regret
I was gone before the first goodbye was said
It's just easier that way
And since that day it's all I've known
Leaving is the start of coming home
That's all that keeps me sane
It's a, a different world between plastic keys and elevators
Funny how a dream can make you cry
It's a, a different world between pots and pans and kitchen tables
But I wouldn't change a minute of my life
Ooh, but I wouldn't change a minute of my life
Wake up calls and carpet floors
Sleeping in a room that's never yours
tables
sleeping
world
since
regret
lived
start
leaving
nothing
known
kitchen
keeps
goodbyes
watching
carpet
again
different
minute
goodbye
calls
yours
because
chance
between
sounds
before
broken
doing
dream
couch
change
coming
elevators
crazy
learned
knowing
cross
plastic
easier
never
demand
floors
first
funny
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