New Mexico Lyrics

When you sat in your cell what you said to yourself

Would you say it all to me

What you made yourself, everything you own

Why'd you give it all to me

Said you're going down but you don't know how

Long you'll be

The rain never stops 'til your head's in the ground

And you hate T.V.

No one needs to know that I follow you, though

Hold my lover close 'til it's my turn to go

And it hurts to know

It's a medium thing

It's the meaning of things

Oh to me it's nothing

What's the meaning of things

No one's here to see

That it's all because of me