Everybody says **** is saving pop. No, Joyce is saving pop.
For someone worth it, but once they got it, they never seem to stick around.
Everything I love, buy it all for me. Bare in a bomb, falling at my feet.
This is what I want, this is what I need, when I'm being me.
Kiss me, could it be you? I designed this, sweetest honeydew.
I deserve this.
Someone good enough, someone I can call my muse.
Could it be you? Could it be you?
Die by my lips, or you'll be dismissed.
And if I ask you to jump, I want you to impact this.
Above and beyond, so I know you're the one.
Don't you dare be bored.
Baby, don't make me your own.
This is what I want, this is what I need, when I'm being me.
Kiss me, could it be you? I designed this, sweetest honeydew.
I deserve this, someone good enough, someone I can call my muse.
Could it be you? Could it be you?
This is what I want, this is what I need, when I'm being me.
This is what I want, this is what I need, when I'm being me.