I can't do without a home, i fall down the stairs and break my feet
to stay stuck to television to watch movies in japanese.
I am the one who's burning letters, always disposing the past, throwing stuff out.
It runs in the family, they say. Ain't that what life's about?
All the things i'm stuck to, my luggage and what i've lost.
Stupid tears, secrets that stay secrets become monsters through the years.
Whose face is it gonna be next that i blow my smoke into?
I'm a pendulum lady, i swing to and fro.
I'll pack just one bag tomorrow
and i'll be gone.
i am not afraid because i've got a book with me that says i'll only need myself
and i am not afraid because i've got a book with me that says i only need myself to be free
and even if i die i won't need to ID, no clothes, no shoes
because the lady at heaven's doors will recognize me by my tattoos.
I'll pack just one bag tomorrow and i'll be gone.
i'll pack just one bag tomorrow and i'll be gone.