Joe Bonamassa

My head is spinnin' around
And I'm thinkin' my thoughts of you
Whoa baby, I'm thinkin' about you
Well I get so mixed up now baby
And I don't know what to do
Oh baby, I don't know what to do
I'm gonna pack it up
I'm gonna give it up
I'm gonna put you right out of my mind
I'm gonna pack it up, yeahhhh
Hey I tried my best to understand
You keep sayin' it'll work out fine
But baby, it'll work out fine
Every time I try to talk to you baby
You tell me you ain't got time
But baby, yeah you don't have time
I'm gonna pack it up