Not Your Bitch

In the streets of Mexico I found myself down a familiar road There I found some company Some good friends and a little weed Blisters on my feet but I don't care Running away from you was only fair Don't follow me now I'm getting high My spirit fell I thought could fly And I picked it off the ground And I put it in my mouth And I blew air so far out All my reasoning going south And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh Lost control why can't I think Was there something else that was in my drink I'm not your bitch I can hold my own Don't throw a fit you know you should go home And I picked it off the ground And I put it in my mouth And I blew air so far out All my reasoning going south And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I picked it off the ground And I put it in my mouth And I blew air so far out All my reasoning going south And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking about you, thinking about you And I'm thinking, oooh