"Good Girl" lyrics

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