I'm cross-faded off mota and cerveza Whiskey, beer, whatever gets me through I'm feeling sick, but baby, that's a better sick Than the kind I used to feel with you So pour another Let the whole room spin I don't wanna remember How it felt back then I feel blurry Just the way I want to be If I can't erase your memory I'll drown it till I can't see Make you blurry Make your face fade out Make every little thing you did Something I can't remember now Yeah, I feel sick But I'm better than I was Funny how a bad night Can feel better than your love Maybe tomorrow I'll regret tonight Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and laugh But if forgetting you takes a little damage Baby, I'll take the aftermath 'Cause I don't need you haunting me I don't need your voice inside my head I'd rather wake up with a pounding headache Than wake up wishing you were in my bed So let it blur Let it burn Let the memories lose their edges Let the whole damn picture shake Till I don't recognize you anymore Blurry. That's how I want your memory. Not gone. Just blurry enough that I don't fucking care.
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