you could see me reaching
so why couldn't 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'd 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'd better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico