Cinco De Mayo

Cinco de Mayo
Blow out, denial
It wasn’t fun this time, letting you go
What if I never, a bullet forever
Held out my hand to you, we wouldn’t have known
Beautiful flow
Absolute measure, I ain’t no pleasure hound
Bus' out of control, plowing the road
Out on a bender, just Alice falling down
A deepening hole
I’d never been to Rome until you smiled
You’re about as old and piled
I used to pray for snow…
Now I just wonder what spell I was under
Thinking you thought of me as
Something to hold
I’d never been to Rome until you smiled
You’re about as old and piled
Cinco de Mayo
Burn-out, Ohio
It wasn’t me this time, letting you go