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