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