Last Monday morning, you left with no warning
I started going insane. Well, I headed south out of Del Rio, Texas
with a hell of a load on my brain. I kept on going
without even knowing, how much your love really means
Now I messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams
I'm down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
down to my last dime and coming apart at the seams
I messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams
This picture ain't pretty
I'm ragged and dirty
And wondering what I'm doing here
Shooting tequila, wantin' to kill ya
And wishin to God you were near
So full of your memory
But feeling so empty
I've run out of my self-esteem
Now I messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams
I'm down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
down to my last dime and coming apart at the seams
I messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams
I'm down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
down to my last dime and coming apart at the seams
I messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams
Oh, I'm stuck here in Mexico, living on refried dreams.
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