Baggage
Rare Americans
You said you're having strange dreams
Are they good or bad, or both?
Got a headful, blurry thoughts, babe
You livin' with a ghost
In a big house in the country
Too much space and you feel trapped
Thoughts go bouncing off the walls
Got no one there to watch your back
Should we start loving, give this a try?
You got baggage, but so do I
You got baggage, but so do I
Let's give it a try
BAGGAGE
Get off my back, you're killin' me
Get off my back
Get off my back
Get off my back
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
This love is like a business
It could drive us both insane
Blind emotionally, to commotion
But part of me likes that game
Part of me wants the chaos
And part of me walks alone
What am I doing, who am I foolin'
It's a life spent on your own
Should we start lovin', give this a try
You got baggage, but so do I
You got baggage, but so do I
Let's give it a try
BAGGAGE
Get off my back, you're killin' me
Get off my back
Get off my back
Get off my back
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I've spent my whole life running
I've spent my whole life running from myself
I've spent my whole life running
I've spent my whole life running from myself
BAGGAGE
Get off my back, you're killin' me
Get off my back
Get off my back
Get off my back
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free
I'm breakin' free