I wish I had it figured out But no one's ever what they seem There's things that I can't talk about So please, don't think you know me Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh So I might smoke a pack of cigarettes Hanging off my balcony Ink your name across my back Burn you in my memory Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Can't I just ruin my good reputation without you looking twice? I'm pleased to say I don't care what you think for the first time in my life I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I'm high on a feeling, my hands to the ceiling and I'm never coming down I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I've got a bad habit of thinking I'm not good enough I can't have it A sad fashion, I carry my baggage around on my shirt Like a new and trendy mantra, I billboard my latest trauma I got tendencies I know, self destructive in my soul See a flower let it go, see a weed and let it grow, I just let it grow I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I'm high on a feeling, my hands to the ceiling and I'm never coming down I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl Everyone looks at the thing's that you do No one ever ends up liking you for you I'm tiered of building a wall of success, I'm tiered of crumbling at my best I'm doing to many things to impress I'm stripping it off I'm going undressed If you wanna stare then go ahead Go ahead I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl I'm high on a feeling, my hands to the ceiling and I'm never coming down I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be your good girl, your good girl