Same Old Leaving Song

So you're packing up your suitcase again,
packing up again —
got a list of all the ways that I done you wrong.
Go on and chase that better somewhere,
but you've been singing, you've been singing
that same old leaving song for so long.

And I won't beg, no I won't stand in your way —
I'll just be here, same porch, same place.

'Cause baby, you'll come back,
(baby, you'll come back)
they always come back.
You can run the whole world down,
but you'll turn that car around —
baby, you'll come back to me.
(come back to me)

Now you talk a lot about greener grass,
greener grass —
'bout the someone better waiting down the line.
But you leave your dishes in my sink, love,
and you break it, and you break it,
the very things you swear are fine.

'Cause out there they don't know you like I do,
and they won't forgive you the way I always do.

'Cause baby, you'll come back,
(baby, you'll come back)
they always come back.
You can run the whole world down,
but you'll turn that car around —
baby, you'll come back to me.
(come back to me)

I'm not saying I'm perfect, Lord knows I'm not,
Lord knows I'm not —
but what we built is the best damn thing you got.
You can shop around the whole wide world, go and see —
there ain't a better deal,
no, there ain't a better deal than me.

'Cause baby, you'll come back,
(baby, you'll come back)
everybody's leaving,
but nobody ever goes —
there's nowhere on this earth
worth what you'd leave behind,
so go on, breathe the foreign air —
baby, you'll come back to me.
(come back to me)

You'll come back, you'll come back,
(baby, you'll come back)
they always, always come back.
You'll come back, you'll come back,
(baby, you'll come back)
breathe that foreign air —
you'll come back to me.
(come back to me)