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