Don’t know why I packed up all my things

I wasn’t going anywhere, I did it just in case

Now I kinda wish when I packed up all my tapes

I put "The Beatles at The Hollywood Bowl" in my suitcase

It was best, but at first I didn’t want to leave

I probably would’ve stopped packing if you’d just said to me

“Please don’t go, please don’t go, I need you”

“Please don’t go, please don’t go…”

I had to tell somebody everything

Nobody in this town knows my first name

I got ship down for the money that you own

And the late night visitations are getting old

I told Miss Harrison, then she told the police

I took all my free package baggage with me

Please don’t go, please don’t go, I need you

Please don’t go, please don’t go…

No one wants to leave their family

If I’m right that’s not what family means

But I’m tired of visiting pawn shops and finding all the things I lost

I need all the things that smell like me, I love all the people with blood like me

Scarecrow, I’m gonna miss you most of all

You made a hotel out of our front yard

And driving to films have never felt the same

But I can understand I was getting to that age

There’s no trivial pursuits in trailer parks

But this address lives just outside of the law

Sometimes I wake up there but in the dark

When your mother died, they finally closed up shop

Please don’t go, please don’t go, I need you

Please don’t go, please don’t go, I need you

Please don’t go…

Please don’t go…

Please don’t go…

Please don’t go…