Lyric Cinco de Mayo

Cinco de mayo, blowout, 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, ploughing 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 piledUsed 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