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 (Deep down)