I'm ready for that hit between the eyes Someone get me out of here alive Can't you see I'm much too young to die Just when you've had enough It's really getting tough Late at night when you're all alone Take a ride to the danger zone If someone wants to

I am a shadow slipping into the abyss A part of me that will never leave Just to remind me of who I have grown to be Pulling me side to side It won't forget me I'm watching where I step So I don't fall between the cracks An anti-pattern in disbelief I

I’ve got wheels I’m rolling on Sometimes these wings Get a little heavy When I can’t fly, I start to fall But I’ve got wheels And I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t count

Somewhere in between, you and I will always be Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always be) You and I will always be somewhere between I can't get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy

Across this new divide And your voice was all I heard That I get what I deserve So give me reason To prove me wrong To wash this memory clean Give me reason To fill this hole Connect the space between

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

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

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

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

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