If I could paint a picture of myself tonight
It would be the deepest shade of blue of my face lit b the moon
Oh so I took a flight to Mexico
'Cause I just felt so lost I might as well be there, you know
And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you
Well, I'm gonna let you go in Mexico

Oh and if I could paint a picture of our last goodbye
I hope my brush could do justice of that kind of sadness in your eyes
Oh, and I'd sketch you that [?] at the edge of our bed
And it's been so long but how could I forget, oh
And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well
I am going to let you go in Mexico?

And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well
I'm going to let you go in Mexico
Oh