( Georgesco D'Anjou )  You can pray, 'til your hair turns gray  Nothing's gonna change the way it's off to now  Never believing, always deceiving  No one trusts anyone, anyhow  So I'll pack my bags girl  Leave for the road on my own  Pack up my bags girl  Nothing's ever gonna feel like home  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Caught red handed, my tears flow  So much money, so many unhappy  It's shameful to hate what you've grown up to love  Never giving, they're always receiving  And baby, I got to run  So I'll pack my bags girl  Leave for the road on my own  Pack up my bags girl  Nothing's ever gonna feel like home  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Believe me sister, didn't really really want to go  Caught red handed, my tears flow