Cinco De Mayo - Liz Phair

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