last night hit the net
woke up in a sweat
same scene different dream sudden ending
grabbed a pillow and covered my head
kicked the phone off the side of the bed
tried to sing but the damn thing kept on ringing
i know
i`ll go to mexico
someplace nothing changes
maybe i`ll call on the phone
maybe i`ll write you a letter
that`s what i meant when i said goodbye
backed the shovelhead out of the shed
hit the interstate hard heading left
the street below is water flowing undertow
there`s a song that i`d rather forget
but i don`t think i`ve shaken it yet
as soon as i do
i`m gonna write us another one
i know
i`ll go to mexico
someplace nothing changes
maybe i`ll call on the phone
maybe i`ll write you a letter
that`s what i meant when i said goodbye
i know
i`ll go to mexico
someplace nothing changes
maybe i`ll call on the phone
maybe i`ll write you a letter
maybe i`ll die maybe i`ll learn how to fly
that`s what i meant when i said