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