I just wanna look good for you, good for you Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you Make you never wanna leave Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up

I know you better than you It's never more than I can take I wouldn't have it any other way Slip away in the night You find me holding my breath for you But you're not yourself 'Cause you will never slip away Come and suffer here You find me on my knees

'Cause if you like the way you look that much Oh baby you should go and love yourself And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin' You should go and love yourself I don't but, you still hit my phone up And baby I be movin' on and I think you

My love will follow you, my love will follow you My love will follow you Yeah, my love will follow you Take your suitcase and take your heart Take a train to the boulevard You can try to lose yourself downtown You can burn all your bridges down My love

With or without you And you give yourself away And you give I can't live See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I'll wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

(Hold me long, all night long, where you belong, my baby) And love will follow I could show you ecstasy Close your eyes and we will lead We've come into a place in time Where I am yours and you're mine A circle filled with love If you'll come away with

Just me and you It's me and you And I still live with my parents I've never fell in love I've saved those feelings for you Let's do all the stupid shit that young kids do Because I'm 18 Yeah they're not like yours Well yours are more understanding

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

But there is trouble ahead I can feel it You are just saving yourself when you hide it Yeah, I know you care I see it in the way that you stare As if there was trouble ahead, and you knew it I'll be saving myself from the ruin And I know you care I know