Mexico

You could see me reaching,

So why couldnÔÇÖt you have met me halfway

You could see me bleeding

But you could not put pressure on the wound....



You only think about yourself.

You only think about yourself.

YouÔÇÖd better bend before I go...

On the first train to Mexico....



You could see me breathing

But you still kept your hand over my mouth....

You could feel me seething

But you just turned your nose up in the air....



You only think about yourself.

You only think about yourself...

YouÔÇÖd better bend before I go

On the first train to Mexico.....



You only think about yourself.

You only think about yourself...

YouÔÇÖd better bend before I go

On the first train to Mexico