Mexico

If I could paint a picture of myself tonight

It would be the deepest shade of blue of my face lit b the moon

Oh so I took a flight to Mexico

'Cause I just felt so lost I might as well be there, you know

And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you

Well, I'm gonna let you go in Mexico

Oh and if I could paint a picture of our last goodbye

I hope my brush could do justice of that kind of sadness in your eyes

Oh, and I'd sketch you that [?] at the edge of our bed

And it's been so long but how could I forget, oh

And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well

I am going to let you go in Mexico?

And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well

I'm going to let you go in Mexico

Oh