No I Don't Miss You Yet
You're Just A Feeling I'd Rather Forget
So I Pierce My Skin And I Buzz My Hair
I'm Going To Mexico

No I Don't Feel The Same
Lack Of Chemicals In My Brain
Won't Keep Me On So I Pause And Pray
I Don't Wanna Feel The Cold
So I'm Going To Mexico

(Oh, Mexico)
Sounds So Sweet But I'm Going There Alone
I Tried To Be Myself But Still, I've Got Some Room To Grow
I'm Going To Mexico

And I Won't Miss You There
Weight Of Every Word On My Chest
So I Curse My Name And My Fragile Frame
Anywhere Could Feel Like Home (Anywhere)
But I'm Going To Mexico

(Oh, Mexico)
Sounds So Sweet But I'm Going There Alone
I Tried To Be Myself But Still, I've Got Some Room To Grow
I'm Going To Mexico

(Mexico)
(Mexico)
(Mexico)

I'm Going To Mexico