I got a bag full of dreams
At the bottom of the bed
And I'm trying to convince myself
To leave tonight
Now I'm lying here dressed
With the covers to my head
Only two doors away
From the world outside
So now I'm tiptoe sneaking
Trying to keep the floor from creaking
Cause I don't want nobody to know
I got a pocket full of reasons
And it ain't hard leaving
From a place that was never home
You can take all of it
Take everything
Cause I can't stand the thought of it
When it's all said and done
Don't want no part of it
Cause the truth is
When you get down to the heart of it
All I'm leaving here with is a song
A song
At the bottom of the bed
And I'm trying to convince myself
To leave tonight
Now I'm lying here dressed
With the covers to my head
Only two doors away
From the world outside
So now I'm tiptoe sneaking
Trying to keep the floor from creaking
Cause I don't want nobody to know
I got a pocket full of reasons
And it ain't hard leaving
From a place that was never home
You can take all of it
Take everything
Cause I can't stand the thought of it
When it's all said and done
Don't want no part of it
Cause the truth is
When you get down to the heart of it
All I'm leaving here with is a song
A song
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