Mexico - The Soft Pack

All these people seem to want to run away

Always travel all the time, not belonging

I think it’s best, you know

I think the story goes

Don’t tell me if you’re leaving, 'cause I don’t wanna know

I’m letting you know

Then we go on living in such a style

Remember when you came home and I was locked inside?

If it’s Mexico

I wish you wouldn’t go

I don’t wanna know if you’re leaving or can’t decide

I’m letting you know