Cinco de Mayo. 五月五日节。

Blow out, denial. 吹出来的，拒绝。

It wasn't fun this time, letting you go. 这不是好玩的这段时间，让你去。

What if I never, a bullet forever, 如果我从来没有一个永远的子弹

Held out my hand to you, we wouldn't have known 伸出我的手给你，我们不会知道

Beautiful flow, 美丽的流动，

Absolute measure, I ain't no pleasure hound 绝对的措施，我也不是没有乐趣猎犬

Bus' out of control, plowing the road. 公交车“失控，犁地的道路。

Out on a bender, just Alice falling down 出一本德尔​​，只是爱丽丝倒下

A deepening hole. 深化孔。

I'd never been to Rome until you smiled. 我从来没有去过罗马，直到你笑了。

You're about as old and piled. 你即将为老堆积。

I used to pray for snow... 我曾经祈求雪...

Now I just wonder what spell I was under, 现在，我不知道是什么法术我下，

Thinking you thought of me as 以为你把我当作

Something to hold. 一些持有。

I'd never been to Rome until you smiled. 我从来没有去过罗马，直到你笑了。

You're about as old and piled. 你即将为老堆积。

Cinco de Mayo. 五月五日节。

Burn-out, Ohio. 精疲力竭，俄亥俄州。

It wasn't me this time, letting you go. 这不是我这一次，让你走。