I like it better when you're in control
You're fucking sick but God you're beautiful
You snap your fingers and I'm bound to fold
My body's better when you're in control

Along for the ride
No need to change my mind
I like falling in line, oh
I'm your backseat baby
I've waited for this
I beg to be your bitch
The rope around my wrist
I tied it for you baby

So I surrender
Oh, what a pleasure
Oh God, tell me all of the things that you'll do
When I belong to you

Feels good to admit
All of the wretched things I've wanted
I'm not the type you see submit
And that's exactly why I want it

Along for the ride
No need to change my mind
I like falling in line, oh
I'm your backseat baby
I've waited for this
I beg to be your bitch
The rope around my wrist
I tied it for you baby

So I surrender
Oh, what a pleasure
Oh God, tell me all of the things that you'll do
When I belong to you

So I surrender
All for your pleasure
This is so tender
It doesn't matter

Oh God, tell me all of the things that you'll do
When I belong to you
So I surrender
Oh, what a pleasure
Oh God, tell me all of the things that you'll do
When I belong to you